Stop asking me that forbidden question with those eyes. We can never be together.
How does your touch have the power to instantly destroy all of my carefully constructed defenses?
In another life, or another dimension, I would make you mine. And she would never hurt you again.
How long can I resist this magnetic pull that I feel from you? Can you feel it too?
What would you do if I told you this?
Someday.. I will catch you alone in the dark, and I will risk everything to taste of you. Your hands. Your embrace. Your sweetness. I will drink my fill until I can’t possibly take anymore. Just one moment to lock away within the deepest parts of me.
Until then.. I will count the days until I can innocently request your kiss under the mistletoe at Christmastime.
- Your Secret Admirer
I knew from the start our relationship wasn’t genuine. You think that I was “happily aloof thinking our relationship is perfect”, you are so wrong. You never wanted to take pictures with me, you never went to a school dance with me, didn’t want to introduce me to your parents, didn’t want to be seen at school together, and a few other hurtful things that I noted. I kept those things to myself whenever I talked about the things we did together with my friends.
I defended every stupid thing you did, I stuck with you whenever I could. My friends were skeptical about our relationship and I kept it in mind, I’m glad I never fully trusted you or else this would have been worse. I never told you about these things because I didn’t want to lose you. You’re the most intelligent and talented guy I know who has a strong personality that can endure almost anything. You think I’ll quickly move on, but the truth is I won’t.
Knowing you, you’ll never talk to me again… I guess I can understand that. I’ll miss you. You taught me so many things that I’ll forever cherish. Thanks for everything.
At first I was happy that I’ll have one less problem without you, then I was angry because of all we did and nothing meant anything to both of us, and now I hate to admit that I’m upset that we’rd finally separating. I feel like I never want to leave my room again. But I can’t do that.
You taught me how to face situations up front, not to hide from my responsibilities, stand up to people who want to hurt me, it’s okay to be a little crazy, how to make the best of every situation, how to draw better, and so much more. I just hoped wed stay together longer so you could teach me more. I don’t want you to go, but I guess it would be best for both of us.
…please don’t go…