I love her…so much. She knows this; she feels the same. But we’re caught between an in between; I just want to reach out, touch her, hold her, tell her everything that I feel.
But I can’t; something’s stopping me.
I just want to be with her, no matter my school’s hatred of homosexuality.
I want to tell her I think she’s beautiful, that I love seeing the way her eyes light up when she’s happy; that I just want to ruffle her hair under my fingers, feel if it’s as silky as it looks.
I want to tell her that I love the way she’s unique, that she’s a fabulous poet, that I could spend every hour with her in complete silence, and yet still feel at peace.
I love you.
that was just beautiful..i can read that you really love her.my advice just be happy together, if i had someone like that in my life i would go for it without thinking one second..life is tooo short to let that opportunity pass by
be bold
Thank you for the response; I felt I should reply now; we’re together now, and very, very happy, despite the entourage of cat calling that follows us everywhere we step. I’ve reached out, I’ve held her, and I’ve told her everything.
Thank you for the advise; it really did help.
I think that was beautiful, I love it.. However it might be best to try a more subtle approach, maybe something hand-written?
Wow good for you! Glad it all worked out for you in the end – and don’t listen to haters, they only ever hate because they’re intimidate and jealous. Good luck for the future :)