You don’t know that I loved you.
You don’t know that I lost the will to live because of you.
You don’t know that I am still protective of you.
You don’t know that I am still surprised when people tell me you love me.
I don’t plan on telling you. Or anyone else.
I could play games with you. I could screw you over the way you did to me.
But I won’t. As badly as you hurt me, I care about you much too much to strike back.
I’m sorry. There will always be something attracting me to you. Whether we’re friends or something more.
That is all.
But honey, you’re out of my life.
Can i have the best of both worlds?
PS Im still not over you…
4 months ago i thought i loved another, and was still into him. but after talking to you and knowing you better, i realized you’re a nice guy. but at that time, i still see you as a good friend. then my best friend thought that i should like you. and after everything failed with the previous guy, i thought that there isnt anyone else thats right. until i realized that youve been there for me all the times i needed someone. until i realized how stupid you are yet funny. and fuck, until i realized you’re the only one who makes me laugh when i feel insulted. thats when i realized i liked you. but as the time pass, i kept it as a secret until you found out. i was scared like shit but you were so cool about it. in fact, even though things were awkward at first, you were still there for me. and i just realized that all the awkward moments are gone and now we’re better than before. but i dont even know if you like me. but hell yeah, i love you. oh my god. i love you. i dont just like you, since this feeling is unexplainable. its more than liking a guy, its almost as if its impossible. i dont know if this is love, but to me it probably is. :)
and i just want you to know. even if you dont feel the same. i love you :)