So you know who I am...but you don't know I'm the one writing this. You don't know that the impact you have had on my life is quite spectacular. But let's start at the beginning.
When you sat down across from me I just sorta melted. I looked at my sister, mouth wide open. From the day you walked in I thought you were cute and hot and just.....perfect. Then we started to look at each other more and you noticed me. It was nice. Then one day I called you greedy. You looked at me, shook your head and grinned. Well, that melted my heart. From that day forward we talked every time we saw each other, throwing insults the others way. That was until last week when you complimented me. You complimented me. I don't know why. But you did. And then you complimented me again. And throughout the entire evening you couldn't stop looking at me. When I looked at you, you smiled. Every time you said something that made me laugh your face lit up. So, what does all this mean?
Do you like me? Do I have a chance? Maybe you have a girl friend and you're just playing me. I hope not. Because I haven't felt this way for a long time. I want to get to know you better but I don't want to get attached or friendly in case I do something that makes you hate me. I don't want to end up just being another girl in your life. If I do end up being a girl in your life I want to be the one and only girl in your life. But I probably am thinking to far into this. Just because you know my name and talk to me doesn't mean you like me, no matter how much I wish that was the case. I just wanted you to know, if this continues I'm going to fall for you. And I hope you are there to catch me, because if you aren't...well, I don't know what willl happpen.