Unspoken

5th

Dear Keane,

Fuck. Shit. Why am I fucking feeling this way? I'm starting to....like you.....even more. Fuck, no. No, no, no! I'm not in love with you, am I?

What the hell is happening? Ugh. I don't like what I'm feeling.

I want to see your face everyday, every minute, every second.... It's starting to mess my mind. To meddle with my life, you know?

And please, stop making fun of me, that you're courting me, okay? I'm fucking developing this feelings for you already, can't you feel it!? Ugh. I hate you for always doing that, know that?

Of course, you don't! And no, you are not nothing, in fact you mean the world to me. I love you. There, I said it! But I can't tell you personally, because I am so damn scared that our tight bond would just go vanish into thin air.

Always,

Maria