The Girl My Heart Beats For.
I know this is common and happens to everyone, but my heart aches.
How do I grow taller?
I really, really like this girl.
Like, I’ve liked her for ages.
I genuinely cherish every moment I have with her, and I like her in every way. She talks to me like I’m someone and actually cares for me. But I can tell that the feelings aren’t mutual, and I don’t want to ruin the things we have together because I truly love her.
She’s the girl I’ve been longing endlessly for.
I get jealous whenever guys talk to her, which doesn’t happen too often, thankfully. But, I really, really like this girl.
I come see her whenever I can because spending time with her is by far my favorite thing ever. She’s gorgeous and just… wowww. She’s pretty much my type, but I’m not exactly hers.
I try. I try really hard. But there’s not much I can do. She sees me as her friend, and I dream of her as more.
Her type is quite literally the opposite of me. She’s into tall guys, and I’m not that. There’s nothing in my power that can change that.
But I love her.
I’ve felt sick thinking of her with someone else.
Am I obsessed? Maybe.
Love is to let go, but I don’t want her to be gone.
I don’t think she’s talking to anyone, hopefully. But… she’s just the best.
I was at this party a couple of days ago, and I was just alone in the corner. She came up and talked to me and treated me so well. She checked up on me and asked me how I was doing. And we just watched shows together.
I love her, man.
But does she love me?
I try to shower her with as many gifts as possible, and she even tries to do the same.
We were watching a show together, and I was just holding onto her arm. I wasn’t sure if I was making her uncomfortable or anything, so I let go. She grabbed onto mine so tightly.
It’s a feeling that I want to experience over and over, replaying in my mind forever.
I’m shorter than her.
If I was taller, maybe we could’ve been more.
My heart beats for her.
The gym is all I truly have. Maybe if I get stronger, she will see me as more. Maybe she’ll feel the same emotions I feel whenever I see her.
What do I do? I can’t tell her it’ll ruin what we have.
What can I do?