"I love you. I always have. I know you don't think of me that way,but I need you to know. The pain that keeping this from you brings me to the edge of death. I know you don't want me to go home and think about you. I know you don't think we could be anything. I know you don't want me. I would stop this if I could. I don't want to have to worry about what you're doing, or how you feel. I hate that I base my life on a person that doesn't know me. I hate you for it, and I love you for everything else. I love the way you think,I love the way you move. I love your dumb jokes .I love the way you flip your words. I love your teeth, I love how they are as imperfect as you are. I love your imperfections. I love how you are strong. I love how you are soft. I love the music you like. I love your interest in literature.I love your dorky outfits. I hate how I can't have you. I hate that you don't see me. I hate how that you will never know me ever, it is not allowed. I hate loving you.", cries Adilla at her own reflection.All Rights Reserved
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