she-calls-me-her-very-own-idiot

[she-calls-me-her-very-own-idiot]

Hey dear,

How are you? I have neither words nor the time to tell you all that I want to. Here I’m making some serious confessions. I know I’m too late for revealing this. But I just wanted to spill out every freaking thing. I know I’m nobody to you but, you are everything to me. You don’t know me but, I know everything about you. Yeah, I always stalk you... always! I’m weird but, you are beyond perfection. You’ll never know about my love for you but, secretly I pray that you will get to know one day. Even Google replies my “hello” now, why didn’t you? Ever since I saw you in the school, I knew I had to follow you; learn your ways and wanna win your heart in my very own way. Watching you from a distance is all I can do for now. Suddenly you looked in my direction, and even though you did not see me, I held my breath in awe. Whenever I see you coming towards me, I get palpitations. My eyes always long to catch a glimpse of you. As I gazed at those beautiful eyes and your flawless face, I was ravished by the attraction you unknowingly gave me. You had only looked at me for a few seconds but, it felt like a million years. You turned away, but the stalker in me wanted you to look at me again. And look up sometimes; you may find me stalking at you. Many a times, I feel of talking to you but, just can’t gather the courage. I always wanted to touch your cheeks, when you are smiling. But please don’t allow me to do that because, I may die of that excitement. Whenever I see a table for 2, no other face comes to my mind except yours (us). Every beautiful beach, shinning sunrise, gurgling streams, delightful flowers, reminds me of you. I imagine romantic dates, evening walks and candle light dinners with you. It pains me, when I imagine you thinking about these but, with someone else in my place. When I get possessiveness on you, I must top the leader boards. Am I a person who just exists? I will never know because I don’t have the heart to reveal my love and to face the arrow of rejection. I would rather love you; protect you, from a distance. I don’t want anything back from you. I’m happy being a known stranger. You’ve unknowingly stolen my heart. I just wish that you be happy always. And one kind request for you... please stop distracting me for God’s sake. I look at you, everyday feeling pathetic that, you’re never gonna be mine. I’m not making this moment to be dramatic. Dear God, why did you have to let her into my life, when you never intended keeping her with me. Do you know what I’m going through? You don’t! I’m totally fucked up. I feel a whole zoo in my head while I think of you. My heart aches; it bleeds! Those heavy breath, solitary cry, charming smile, curly hairs, adorable eyes, cherry cheeks and god damned look... love look! There is nothing worse than unrequited love. The only good is something that can never again. Maybe the fact it will never have an end. Pain can come from anywhere. And I would prefer it would rather from you. Because it will remind me, you were in my life... you were my life! I wished I could tell you my love. But then I decided not to! I don’t want you to kill it. Let it die inside me! I’m not your love; but you are mine! And I’m not a poet; but I write! I didn’t say I LOVE YOU to hear it back; I just wanted to make sure you knew that! There is a fact that we keep on chasing people, who we know can never end up being ours, is a real problem. Or maybe the only problem we have. The running shoes bite. So does the reason. Apparently running liberates me from your memories. But running to run away from you, considering you as the sole reason behind it; am I really running away from you or towards you? Someday probably in a drunken daze or in a bedridden fit, I will open it to you. Till then, I stand in twilight, between being submerged in your thoughts and moving on... I would love you more than myself. I will be there for you; I can wait for you forever. You are not my reality!

Do find me someday.

Thank you, for everything.

[she-calls-me-her-very-own-idiot]

[she-calls-me-her-very-own-idiot]

❤✨

[she-calls-me-her-very-own-idiot]

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