Stop letting people take you for granted. You’re beautiful, and I love you. I know that’s not saying much, but I want you to know that you shouldn’t stick around people who doesn’t even see your worth. Because I do. You’re not a doormat. Not a booty call. You’re so much more.

So many things I’d like to do, I don’t even know where to start.

Sometimes I wanna tell you how much I love you. I wanna tell you that I have loved you from the moment my eyes met yours… and that I find you amazingly beautiful in ways which only you can every be.

Is it really possible that someone is born this perfect? The way you put your hands in your pockets… the way you curl your lips when you concentrate. The perfection of your eyes… your smile. Even your silence makes me fall in love. I love you to the point that your mere presence give me this certain comforting feeling that no one else can give.

I want to tell you how I long for the day my fingers fit through the spaces of your hands… the day when your lips can finally touch mine. That perfect moment when my body naturally curls up with yours in search for warmth, not only of the body’s but also of the heart’s. How I have long waited for the day I can finally feel your breath in my neck, feel the soft thumping of your heart against my ear.

What hurts most is that sometimes, I feel like I won’t ever get to tell you, for fear of rejection. Sometimes, I have already warmed up to the fact that we cannot be together, and that I should just give my love away to someone else… but at times, those rare times, there is still that glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, you feel the same way for me, too.

Maybe.