i don’t know if it’s love, or just an eighth grade crush. what i do know is that i get butterflies when you answer my texts. i get chills just thinking about you saying my name. maybe it’s just my hormonal teenage brain. but i also know that you don’t feel this way about me. you may like me back but you don’t like me how i like you. it breaks me knowing that i’m just an eighth grade crush to you, and not possibly anything more.