I’ve loved you from the first time I saw you. I was 15 the first time you walked passed me by, the way you walked, the way you spoke, they drove me totally insanely crazy. I was so scared of the way I felt.

That particular day I ran into you while doing some errands for my parents, You said "Hi" and kinda trying to pull me into a conversation, but it scared the shit out of me, because you were the one person who I'd been thinking a lot all nights and days. I pushed you away. I made you think I wasn't interested in having a conversation with you. But. Really I was just terrified of not knowing what to say,
And I’m a total fucking coward because… I got these flowers in my room for you 2 months ago but I didn't have the balls to give them to you. I really didn’t want to be a slave to the way I feel about you. don't you get it?
Now you're long gone, I don't know where's your whereabouts, I wished I had had the courage to tell how much I loved you, I cared for you. It's just too late, I wish I had a time machine and If I had I would go back to that day I ran into you and kicked my past's ass so he would make the move and get into a conversation with you.
Really, I'm missing you, I’d die for you. I love you. I love you so much it’s killing me. If God ever lets me to meet you again in the future or in later life, I promise, I promise I'd man up and ask you out. - Lang Freak's Original
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