this is supposed to be for first loves. and i don't know if you were that to me, but something like that. i was starting to learn. you're still on my mind, still thinking "why do i like this kid so much?" and i wish i could just tell you everything i want to say. however no matter how many times you tell someone the truth, denial will always cloud them until that beam of realization somehow pervades. you're more exceptional than you know, so much compassion in one person could cure wonders. i love and care about you. i want to show you every day, and it's okay if you need time. i want to be someone you want to come to trust and become comfortable with, and i know it sounds pathetic, but if you want that too, then i would wait for you. i just.. miss you. and the nights no one except us knew about. wish i kissed you back.