About this Girl 3

Everyday I see her, my heart skips a beat, and pure euphoria just leaks into me. Everyday she’s not here, life is painful. I feel more and more hurt everyday now even though I see her. I have not truly expressed my self to her and the thing is I love her like no other. But, every time I have the chance to talk to her one on one, looking into her eyes, face to face, takes my breathe away to the point where I can no longer speak. I want to tell her but, something tells me to hold back for fear I might lose her, so instead I talk about something stupid or ask her a blunt question. Maybe it’s because she has a boyfriend, (which I can fully respect) or maybe it’s because I hate myself inside, for not telling her how I feel about her.

Tomorrow is our School MORP dance. Where we wear clothes opposite of Prom IE: 80’s, 90’s clothing. She is going to be there. I hope I can pull her aside and just tell her how I feel, before its too late…..