Unsent Messages

I don't love you, but I know I could. Like a lot. Not just a crush or a fling but that real and raw type of love. The type of love where you would die for each other. We would be so good together. My crushes and obsessions with other guys come and go but you're still always there and I always seem to find myself coming back to you. And i think this is because i really do love everything about you. I love your hair and the way you move it out your face, only for it to fall right back to where it was before. I love the intensity of your eyes. I love the way your smile makes my stomach turn. I love your laugh and your hands and your lips. But it's more than that. I love the way your mind works and the way you think. I love the way you view the world. I love the way you communicate and the way you present yourself. I love how much you care about the things and the people around you. I love how you always know how to make me smile. I love how gentle you can be and your sense of humor. I even love the parts of yourself that you hate, the side of yourself that you keep hidden from the world. And as I'm writing this I'm beginning to realise that I actually do love you. A lot. I would do anything to make you see yourself the same way I do.