All throughout the day, I can't concentrate.
He's got my problem.
He can't trust those who are supposed to hold him dear.
But… I want to hold him dear. Can he trust me?
I know he can, but does he know that?
There are so many questions going through my mind that I am beginning to get a headache.
This is ridiculous.
I can't do this.
I need to admit my feelings.
But what are they? I ask myself, rubbing my temples and I breathe in and out deeply.
And then it clicks and I gasp.
He makes me happy…
I miss him all the time when I'm not with him…
My phone is literally a life line when we're texting…
I always feel lighter and I smile when I see him…
I'm in love with Hoody.
I'm… in love… with Hoody.
And I smile.
Yeah, I'm in love with Hoody.
NAWWWW!
She's in love with him...
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