You Had Me at Hello.

There is no possible way to describe how I feel about you. As much as I want these feelings to stop, they continue to grow. I spent my entire week crying over, what now seems, pointless stuff. It's pretty ridiculous because you have this ability of knowing something is wrong before talking to me, I'm sure you're not even aware. I keep saying that I can go on for a week or so without communicating with you but I fail miserably. You make me smile at the weirdest things and I can't quite explain why because I don't know the answer myself. I think about you more than I'm suppose to. As pathetic as this is going to sound, I can still picture the night we kissed under the stars.


The truth is: I'm scared. I don't want to have these feelings because I know I'm going to get hurt. A lot of times I feel like I'm not good enough for you. There is so many other pretty girls out there who would be lucky to have you; maybe I'm just self conscious? I don't know. But that doesn't change the fact that I'm horrified. Sometimes, I regret talking to you and meeting you because I feel the need to be in your arms all the time. I don't want to have the same feelings I had for Mike, I don't want to love, I don't want to fall apart like I did. I shatter at the very thought of losing you and I know for a fact that I'm not ready for that to happen nor do I want it to.

I'm willing to take a risk in telling you this, I don't need a response. I just needed you to know how I feel.