A Forgotten Love Letter
I don't think you know or will ever know the way I feel about you. The way you make me feel every time you laugh or smile, or just touch me with the tip of your fingers.
You don't look at me the same way I do, or talk to me the same way I do.
It hurts that you don't even care.
It doesn't even matter how much I tell you I care or show you how much you mean to me, at the end I am just your friend.
I care so much and did so much for you, that it breaks me, and you don't even notice.
You don't know what your words make me feel every time you talk about someone else, some other girl that will never understand you how I do, that will never accept you and care for you the way I do. I'm just your friend anyways, the girl your best friend likes, the girl that always listens to you, the girl that's crazy and weird, the girl that keeps your secrets stupidly, but still; never the girl you some day might like.
I'm dying to tell you how I feel. I need to tell you how I feel.
I want to kiss you and hold you, and love you, but I'm scared. Scared that my first love will break me, scared that the words I wish you never say to me slip out of your mouth.
Love me the same way I do. Look at me the same way I do.
But you won't.
I cherish those moments when we talk for hours and laugh, those times when I look at you and you look at me. Those times when I foolishly believe we were connected.
It hurts that for me it means so much, but nothing to you.
