I wish I could tell my friends how cute I think your smile is. 
How good our skin looks mixed in. 
How your smile is contagious. 
How I can’t sleep thinking about you. 
How I picture myself with you in different situations. 
How you look me straight in the eyes and focus on me when you talk even if we’re in a crowd. 
How special you make me feel. 
How amazing you are. 

Sometimes I pretend you feel the same way. 
Maybe you do.
Or maybe your just fucking nice. 

Who cares, my friends wouldn’t talk to me If I told them I was in love with you.
And that is what I am.

10:21 pm  •  24 January 2011  •  5 notes