i cant even remember when it started, i just kinda fell for him,
and that was it. hes mentioned on almost every page on my diary
and yet he barely knows i exist. his perfect hair, perfect smile,
perfect body. athlete, scholar, comical, nice guy who's not
afraid to be himself. he's "talking" with one if my friends but i
know he doesnt like her, hes just too nice to say anything. i
love so much but cant convince myself im good enough for him.
really, all i want to say is, i love you will, i always have, but
youll probably never know.