||[Nov. 8th, 2006|01:30 pm]
anonymous love letters.
We're both a lot alike, you and I. We're both chasing after someone we can't ever have. You really like her, but she has a boyfriend. She doesn't focus on people. She wouldn't be good for you, and she's not falling for you, as far as I can see.
Me? I'm chasing after you, but if you don't know that by now, you may not ever, since I'm shy. I sit here, hoping you'll open your eyes, see the girl who's been waiting for you since we met...see me for me, see me beautiful. But I have to be realistic. I think you'd be good for me, and I know I'm falling for you...but all I see is you chasing the impossible.
I understand. I know the feeling. I'm doing the same thing, and I'm not giving up. Because no one should ever have to.
And I'll be here. If you ever do. Fall.