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She is the love of my life.
That's putting it simply. I love her with my entire being. From the moment I saw her, I felt something I had never felt before in my life. I think it's safe to say it was love at first sight, at least for me. She didn't even care to say two words to me.
Everyday, I watch her. I could spend hours watching her, she's so beautiful. Everyday I watch silently as she talks and laughs. Everyday I want so much to be with her. Not a minute goes by that I don't think about her. I dream of her constantly.
But she hardly acknowledges my existance. She is not interested, although she doesn't know how I feel. Even if she did, I don't think she would care.
Whenever she's with some other guy, I'm filled with jealousy. I get this bitterness that won't go away. I know I can treat her better than any other guy she dates. If only she would give me the chance, I would offer her all the love I have.
But how could she give me the chance, if I won't give it to myself? I don't have the guts to tell her the way I feel. So what can I offer her? Friendship, possibly. But what kind of friendship is a friendship when one person is head-over-heels in love with the other? Plus she wouldn't care if I disappeared right off the face of the earth. I don't even think she would notice.
So instead of confessing my feelings, I simply bottle them up inside. I waste away, alone without her. I could never be with anyone else. I might be crazy, but I feel she's my soulmate. The person I'm meant to be with.
I would do anything for her. If I see her sad, I do my complete and utter best to cheer her up. I don't think she's even grateful. She doesn't understand how much I love her. I would die for her.
Sometimes I contemplate suicide. Not just because of her, but 90%. I'm not a very outgoing person. I wish I had an outside life that didn't revolve around her, but I don't.
And now I stand here, watching her in conversation with her friends. She stands up and walks towards me, and I prepare to put on the polite smile that hides my silent love. My heart pounds when she speaks to me.
"Gunther, can I get another coffee?"
"Sure thing, Rachel."
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Shooooooort I know, I wrote it in 5-10 minutes while waiting for something to download, tell me what ya think.
She is the love of my life.
That's putting it simply. I love her with my entire being. From the moment I saw her, I felt something I had never felt before in my life. I think it's safe to say it was love at first sight, at least for me. She didn't even care to say two words to me.
Everyday, I watch her. I could spend hours watching her, she's so beautiful. Everyday I watch silently as she talks and laughs. Everyday I want so much to be with her. Not a minute goes by that I don't think about her. I dream of her constantly.
But she hardly acknowledges my existance. She is not interested, although she doesn't know how I feel. Even if she did, I don't think she would care.
Whenever she's with some other guy, I'm filled with jealousy. I get this bitterness that won't go away. I know I can treat her better than any other guy she dates. If only she would give me the chance, I would offer her all the love I have.
But how could she give me the chance, if I won't give it to myself? I don't have the guts to tell her the way I feel. So what can I offer her? Friendship, possibly. But what kind of friendship is a friendship when one person is head-over-heels in love with the other? Plus she wouldn't care if I disappeared right off the face of the earth. I don't even think she would notice.
So instead of confessing my feelings, I simply bottle them up inside. I waste away, alone without her. I could never be with anyone else. I might be crazy, but I feel she's my soulmate. The person I'm meant to be with.
I would do anything for her. If I see her sad, I do my complete and utter best to cheer her up. I don't think she's even grateful. She doesn't understand how much I love her. I would die for her.
Sometimes I contemplate suicide. Not just because of her, but 90%. I'm not a very outgoing person. I wish I had an outside life that didn't revolve around her, but I don't.
And now I stand here, watching her in conversation with her friends. She stands up and walks towards me, and I prepare to put on the polite smile that hides my silent love. My heart pounds when she speaks to me.
"Gunther, can I get another coffee?"
"Sure thing, Rachel."
~
Shooooooort I know, I wrote it in 5-10 minutes while waiting for something to download, tell me what ya think.