We had been friends for a while before he started making my heartbeat increase every time I heard his name. I started talking to him more often about a month after we became friends. He loved the same songs that I did. He sang the song “Crazy Girl” by The Eli Young Band to me sometimes. I thought I loved him then, but I loved him more every day. He serenaded me, I serenaded him, too, which wasn’t as awkward as one would expect. I felt amazed that anyone loved so many of the same songs that I did.
Finally, we started reading poetry to each other. Weird? I know, but it just felt normal between us. It wasn’t just any kind of poetry either though, but love poems. He found some of the sweetest poems, he was so incredibly cute. Scratch that, he was hot; he required something more masculine than “cute.” I often found myself asking if he liked me, but my heart didn’t honestly know. I prayed that he loved me too, but it is hard to tell what happens inside the mysterious world known as a male’s mind.
I didn’t know if he felt the same way I did, but I continued praying that he did. I did not know if he was just playing with my heart or not. My heart had been crushed so many times in the past before I had met him. I was hoping he would not be the same as all the other guys. From being denied so many times, I was afraid to let him in my heart. It seemed as if he had slipped between the barriers I built around my heart that I thought were made out of brick, when in reality my heart was just guarded by arteries and capillaries.
Two weeks after we really started talking to each other, my feelings for him were strong. My butterflies had grown to enormous and were nearly killing me. They wounded me in their war with my better judgement every time I realized that he wasn’t mine. I wanted him. I needed him. I loved him. No one could ever love him as much as I did, and still do.
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~Author's Note~
The BEAUTIFUL cover was made by @pipsweet29. (Dedication goes to her!) Thank you so much. I love it. ^_^
This was my first chapter, ever. I can't say that I wasn't nervous about posting a story on here. Not because I'm afraid that no one will like it, okay, fine, somewhat.
PS: You'll find out both of their names soon.
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