him

him, just him

Your the most beautiful, handsome, sexist, funniest, weirdest, most amazing guy I know. You call me little turtle because I am silent and dont really talk but truth is I dont talk because I dont want to say something weird and dumb and embarrass myself, because I know i will. I love it when you call me Little Turtle tho, it makes me feel special and the way you say it, but you probably call all the girls you know cute names like that. Your eyes are like a sea of blue on a beautiful day, so easy to get lost in and stay in them all day. Your smile is absolutely stunning and bring butterflies to my stomach. Your laugh is the best sound I have ever heard it's beautiful. The way you talk it's like listing to Angel's sing. When your weird I swear I exploded. When you look at me even if it's for a split second, I burn inside like a fire burns through trees. Your just all around amazing but I could never call you mine. You will never feel the same no matter how much I wish, dream, and hope. You like her and I'm sure she's great and gorgeous and just amazing but really I hate her. Yet I dont even know her.