To the guy
who inspired me since my teenage years, thank you. You may not know that you have made me smile and made me feel
good about life, but you did. I can say
that high school will never be the same if you had not come to our school as a
newcomer where I wished that we were in the same class. Well close enough when it was your sister
instead. I may have cried when I first
saw you holding the hand of the girl you liked. I have accepted then that you are not going to like the nerdy
girl next door, although I never lost hope that someday you might get to notice
me. Years have passed; we were out of
the same school, both living each other’s lives. You have had a fair number of relationships, while I remained
single all these years. I have once
forgotten about you and thought I have moved on. But thanks to a friend who made me realize that a crush is not
really someone that you are supposed to move on with. A crush will always be a crush.
Yes, a crush – sounds so adolescent, isn’t it? I have not seen you in years, except in pictures posted in your
Facebook account. You have become quite
a man now. And then I find myself
liking you again. When will I ever
learn? I learned the art of not feeling
hurt every time you are in a relationship.
I guess the only art that I have not mastered in this given situation is
the art of letting go. My mind says to
let go of the infatuation that I feel towards you, but my heart is telling
otherwise. I think all these sound
preposterous. I know that I will never have
that chance with you. Unrequited is my
term – I basically lived with this word attached to my system. It is quite disappointing though - having to
like or love someone who can never like or love you back, even notice you. I am not sure now if I should continue
feeling this way. Though I still find
myself secretly wishing that somehow, in the nearest future, it would be your
turn to draw hearts around my name.
#A
#JesusSaves
_Anj
:D <3
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