No way. It's not real. It can't be. There's no possible way I could be falling into this horrible thing again -- a stupid, unrequited crush. I endured enough of that shit last year, I don't need it again, especially at a new school. It's sick -- falling for someone off-limits, someone I'd never had a chance with, even if they loved me back. Falling in love with a teacher -- both illegal and idiotic. But oh, that feeling, when you touch my hair lightly as you brush past me in the hall. When you smile at me across the classroom. When we speak about the most pointless and intriguing things immediately following class. When you compliment my name. When you softly sing those maddeningly wonderful songs by none other than the Beatles. When you look at me as though you truly do love me, even if you actually don't. It doesn't matter -- I can survive on a feeling. I'd never fallen in love with someone before. Well, not with this type of intensity. I've been through those stupid crushes in elementary school like everyone else, on boys, on girls. (What can I say, my love knows no gender.) But there's no one I've ever met with as much wit, joy, beauty, and overall heart as you. And that's something I can't resist, no matter how hard I try. Truly, I just want to tell you. I want to tell you everything I've ever felt about you. Every, single, thing. Even if you end up hating me forever, or worse, honestly -- I just need to know. And the day I tell you will be the day I stand on a chair and tie a rainbow noose around my neck, and let me assure you -- that day is coming soon. |
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