To You

Hi,

I'm the quiet girl that doesn't talk much but it's hard for me to say my real feelings out loud. Anyone that knew me would probably tell you that it's me that likes you instead.

Whenever you're near me my skin prickles, cheeks burn, heart drops to my stomach. You're sweet, charming and friendly.  I could barely make eye contact during a conversation, fearing you would read into my soul. You're one the most sweetest guys I have met.

And yet you only see me as a friend. Maybe one day it would something more.

The times you placed your arm around me and asked how I was. I stuttered until I replied with a meek "fine." How you playfully pokes me in my ribs or gave me long hugs.

That wide smile I adore so much. The fluttering in my stomach wouldn't stop as I stared at your strong profile joking with your friends. I loved the sound of your voice and how you made everyone around you comfortable. My fantasy of us holding hands, cuddling until we go to sleep, running my hand through your hair and sharing inside jokes warmed my entire body.

As I write this I breathe a little better letting it out. I tend to keep things to myself and my mind gets frazzled. If I told you what was in my head words would get jumbled with me going off topic. The most random things pop into my head, you would give me a weird look but laugh and share your thoughts. I'm happy that we got to interact with each other.

I hope you are living your best life. I would still think of you and reminisce.

All my love,

Kevina