I love her so much. We hang out whenever we can. I used to call her out and now she calls me out. It’s so frustrating to look at her and feel the way I do and not be able to act on it.
She has a boyfriend.
I’m just waiting now. I’m waiting for that one moment where she’s single and I can finally tell her how I’ve felt for so long. Even if she doesn’t feel the same way, at least there will be no more secrets.
It would be something if she did love me, too. But even if she did have feelings for me, I don’t think she would tell me. I think it’s best this way given the circumstances. Oh… how life can be so absurd…