He laid in his bed and stared up at the ceiling. Tears rolled down his cheeks as thoughts ran through his mind. He realized he liked someone. A lot. But not love - no - not yet. It was too early for any thoughts like that.
He realized these feelings just that day. He always had a crush and just never fully realized it. Though, he could never have the person, they had someone else. It hurt to think about but he knew he had to accept it. He could never be with them.
All he could do was watch and hope that maybe, one day, it would work out. Those chances were slim to none. He knew they only looked at him as a friend and probably nothing more. That was fine, as long as they were friends. No matter how much he wanted to be more.
Impossible thoughts. More tears rolled down his face and he lets out a small choked sob. It was hard to think about and it always seemed to make him cry. Even if he tried his hardest not to think about it, he eventually would. But that was alright, he needed to get his emotions out before the possibility of bursting out in front of them.
He smiled a bit though. The person would probably meet someone better and be happier than he himself could make them. Just that thought, made him happy. Though maybe, he could find someone else too. He turned over on his side and stared out the window, eyes beginning to droop, crying always wore him out. One day, one day he would tell them out he felt even- though he knew there was a large possibility he would get turned down.
True Story.