To him,
I don't know from when it started but I fell, like really hard both me and my heart and it was for you. But you don't even spare me one glance so I just sometimes look at you and feel satisfied. My feelings are not even clear to me but one thing that I know is I am hopelessly, selflessly, foolishly, idiotically, and very very lovely in love with you. I know you don't love me when you look at others I could tell. Your eyes follow her everywhere and I just, as a friend of her try to think that maybe you're not looking at her but at me. You broke me, destroyed me and deeply hurted me but silly me is still waiting for you. I can't go back in time so I don't want to think what I would've done if I could go back in time.
I want to share my every happiness, every pain, and every moment with you. I want you to look at me the way I look at you. We were once best friend, and it still hurts that we need to act like strangers. I know when somebody will look into your life I was nothing to you.
When you look at me I stare back but you always turn away, like you wish I was never there, do you regret telling me all the things you were going through?
Because I did if only I knew you would spread my words like it was useless and I still love you. Whenever I try to ask something you either runaway or ignore and say leave it as it is.
Please I'm begging you, please be my friend, please don't hate me, I don't want you to love me but please don't treat me like strangers. I know I will regret saying this but I'm begging on my knees for you to come back.
That's the truth.
