Unrequited...I think.

All I have to hold is a story that probably is way plainer than think it is. I had crushes before him. They lasted a year at most. They didn't make me feel this way. I have never felt a need to even consider a confession, but I wanted to tell him. I wanted to tell him how he made me feel. All because he looked at me in a way that not many people did. He heard me, when not even my friends cared to listen. He watched me when I was watching others. I ignored it...because I didn't believe it.