I have always loved him. It started out as admiration, then a child crush, and then it quickly developed into love. It's been 3 years since I saw him. If you look at him, it seem like he hasn't change at all but to me, he change in more ways then one.
Why do I love him?
It's because of the way he make me laugh, his smile that's like the suns ray, his innocent eyes, his bravery, but out of all these things it's the way be make me blush by just being near him, and by just looking at him take all my fear away.
He's always putting up a strong front, never wanting to show others that he's breaking inside. He can never fool me though, I can always tell. I'll just smile at him and say that he's a bad actor. I wish I had the courage to hold and comfort him, but I know I'm not the one he wants to hold him. Even though he has his eye on a different girl, I can't stop loving him.
Well that's the end of my short story. Sorry if it's not that great but hey I just made it up around 3 a.m. should I keep writing more chapter on the story? Well tell me what you think about it