10/06/2018
hey. i'm hooked on you. i think you are my first love. I first met you when we were playing on the same basketball team, kalahi, in fifth grade. i never noticed that until i saw your tag pics on ryan s' instagram. i've been following you on instagram for sometime and i will admit, you were cute, but i never thought much of it. then i met you. it way near the end of august, maybe the 25 or 26? it was kuya garvin's graduation party and i finally saw you in real life. my heart actually stopped. the whole party, i was so giggly and awkward and shy. yes, i did add you on snapchat and kind of told you i liked you, but you didn't really answered back. i took that as, "you're really weird, so leave me alone" and i did. all guys that i like act the same way. i don't know why but it just happens. its been about 2 months since i last saw you and i couldn't stop stressing over you, but eventually, i stopped. then i saw you again at ate gillian's party. i told myself not to freak, but then there you were. a navy blue button up, black dress pants, and your hair slicked back like you usually have it. i fell hard again, but then i started hating you. every time i'd get near you for my own reason that had nothing to do with you, you just left. do you hate me that much? i'm sorry i ruined your night with my presence, but i just couldn't help myself. from just meeting you only twice, i love your personality; the way don't care, how you dress, how you dance, the pictures you take (for you and your friends), how you can't tie your tie, and so much more. the sad thing is that you'll never know and if you did, you would never like me back. i can't keep living my life knowing that and wasting my time on worrying about you thinking about me. so i'm letting you go. thank you for making me happy and turning me into a complete giggly, shy goof when you come into my view. love may be a strong word but, i love you d.h. and that is why i have to let you go. goodbye my first love.
love, shea
