I have been utterly speechless for the events that happened between you and me this week.
This week and last week is just the craziest week that ever happened this year. Everytime we talk about you, everytime I have smiles on my face because we're talking' about you, you just pop-out, and yes my heart stopped for more than a split-second when that happened.
You know, it seemed to me that a lot of people are already aware of my feelings for you. Honestly, I don't know how to react, should I be uneasy, nervous, scared, I really don't know. Everytime it comes to my mind that you already know of how I feel for you my heart beats really, really fast.
Everytime I'm teased to you, I am happy, annoyed, guilty, and nervous all at the same time. Can you imagine how I feel? It's really stormy inside of my heart you know.
Well, right now, I got more than a ton of problems and yes you're a great add-on to those annoying problems of mine.
But, though I talk like this, I already know.
I think that you're not that naive to not notice the feelings I have for you. You're kindness towards me, those are not signs that you're liking me too, you're just simply being kind. You just don't want to hurt me, and it really hurts.
I am really down right now because of all the dawning failures that I may possibly face, again. Then, I realize that we're not for each other.
You're too good for me, and it hurts.
You don't love me in a way that I am loving you, and it hurts.
You don't notice me the way I do notice you, and it hurts.
You don't care about me as much or even close to how I care for you, yes it hurts.
But don't worry I am done.
Perhaps, this is the last letter that I will send you, but not.
Do you know that you got me even before "hello"?
You got me at a glance. It was that time when I first saw you, you caught my eye and it never left your's.
But I really don't know what got me in to you.
You're the type of guy that I am praying to not fall for.
But you're so kind and I don't really know how else to describe you but everything you do, melts my heart into a pool of admiration and love.
Well, I really don't know if this is love. It was just an assumption.
But, gladly, now you can move out of my dreams.
From now on you don't have to pity me and be so kind to me, I'll gladly be happy for you and the one you'll pick.
It's a bbye to you.. . . . :)
