Dear Love,
There's a truth that i haven't told. When your near I get uneasy and butterflies start to grow, when I hear you laugh my heart stops. The time when I first noticed this was back in polokovas class when you sat on the other side, It was a feeling I never had in my life. something I hadn't expected. It over threw my mind, wandered countless times. I questioned myself how could I like my total opposite, we never spoke and when we finally did. I could only utter a word or in this case "1/4" which was the number you kept confusing for"1/8" on a ruler. Math isn't my best either but since I knew it wasn't okay not to say, you just looked up and looked at me with a confused face. I did think it but not too hard because my face would become the mirror of my heart and turn red.
I thought " He's so cute... How can you look so cute when your confused..."
The way your face went from serious to practically screaming huh?, the way your eyebrows grew closer together causing a wrinkle look on your forehead and your lips accompanied by your piercing became a small line. Staring at me for a few seconds before I spoke to another friend of mine... I wonder did you think" what is she talking about? Is she crazy?" Even now i want to laugh at how weird it was and sudden but it's another memory that won't fade. Even now as I think why you?
Constantly on my mind, causing me butterflies instead of becoming calm and extremely happy. I become anxious when you aren't there, I can barely hold back my desire to see you, staring at the clock watching it tick the minutes away, praying it would go quicker. Waiting to see you second period and as the bell finally rings I rush to class, only to enter where all my classmates are but the one seat that means the world to me remains vacant. disappointed I take a seat and write and I see people leave the class to the restrooms and you still haven't arrived, my heart feels like always okay but not. I want to see you....
minutes pass...5?....10.... Click
The door reopens and afraid that it would be or rather expecting another classmate returning I dismissed the thought of looking... I search through my bag trying to find my glasses when the footsteps get louder and then come to a stop... My teachers voice fills the room...
"Danny, please take a sheet and a calculator."
Or at least that's what I think he said, my heart was stuck on your name an impact like a blow of wind gushing through me violently, I turn slowly thinking is it really you this time? I remember how your name lingered in my ears repeating itself and as I finally caught sight. Of you standing before me, the sight of you made me blush, I couldn't look for too long... It would cause too much suspicions but even knowing that my eyes were dazzled by you. The intensity was insane, I needed someone to awake from this dream. You the "Mr. Always late or absent" was coming so frequently. I could hardly believe it but as you replied my heart heard the voice it yearned for... Once again. I was alive.
The time so little lasted before I knew it the period had ended but as I awaited for the mob to disburse you had stood next to me. I couldn't look but the heat of your body burned me, my right side was on fire. Yet a last that wretched bell seems to have grown to dislike me because during this glorious moment it decided to ring.
Aish, I sighed. I thought for a moment you wretched bell if I knew your actual start button or whatever you use I would destroy you. Along with these thoughts I muttered curses under my breath as he left the other side abandoning my heart that he knew nothing of.
Lunch.... - spent daydream and thinking of you and how I know my heart will never have a chance to be claimed yours. For I know or believe the words " I love you..." Will never leave your lips to my direction. For if this were a fairy tail the beast would become beauty and vice versa, can you see through this mask I wear to who I am? Do you see my heart for who it is ? Or do your eyes only befall the beautiful. Unable to stand this bitterness, I could not smile, tears wanted to release and find their ways to my cheeks that had grown redder by the minute, thinking of you, thinking of this.
