I find you enriching, a person beyond me yet at the same time so far behind. You have a tang to you that I'm not to sure I like, and so I keep tasting and tasting hoping to figure it out. I've yet to and you think I'd grow bored with you but you have a way of entrancing people. Maybe it's those eyes or perhaps that delicate smile, I've yet to figure it out.. I hope to one day though. Which isn't good, I'm not suppose to care this much you know? It just isn't the way things are meant to be. Yet you have wound your way into my system and become much like the coffee I hate, addictive. It's why I refuse to drink that dark slosh, it's rather amusing though how easily I fell into your trap and allowed myself a taste of you. I must be weaker than I thought, that certainly isn't good.
But what can I do I have already fallen hard, much like a shot down bird. You should be careful where you aim your rifle it's deadly I tell you. Try and be consideret will you? You haven't the slightest clue on how difficult it is to live as your target. One is constantly confused wondering if you aimed right or we're simply messing around.
Emotions aren't meant to be played with you know. It's rather rude to do so and as a gentleman I do not agree. I would never mess with your emotions.
Just look at how you've left me! At night I can't sleep well. I stay up wondering if your acts and words were nothing more that just that acts and words. If they actually meant something sincere. For how could you like someone like me? I mean it is me....but then I get thinking.
You want to know something? Yes no? Im telling you anyway. I didn't even like you to start with! You seemed rude and a bit idiotic. But like bacteria on a warm moist day you grew on me. Yes me out of all people! I don't even know what to say about that. Was this you intention from the start? To charm me so I'd fall head over heels for you? I'd like to say that it didn't and won't work but quite frankly that be lying and that is something gentle men do not do.
Who knows about you though, you could be playing with my heart strings and I wouldn't even know. Like an idiot I'd fall for and easily become a laughing stock when you reveal it was all just a game to you.
It scares me, yes the thought of a one-sided love scares me. Shoot me it's the truth (Oh wait you already did). To avoid such an out come I have attempted to detach myself from you but as I previously stated that is impossible. You just have your ways of making me swoon. I sincerely hate you at times, and then you make me smile.
You seriously are like some sort of drug, a bad pick me up of sorts. I really really should not get attached.
Yet for the life of me I cannot help myself.
So takes this as an response, to last weeks question.
I don't return your acts of affection simply beacause...I'm just afraid you don't really mean them.
But I've decided to trust you as you said and believe your affection is true.
So I hope you sincerely smile when you read this
I do too love you
Would you like to go out for some tea sometime? I know the nicest little place. (No it isn't Starbucks I've already told you I try to stay away form coffee! Consider yourself an exception.)
The letter is slightly wrinkled from roughly being shoved in your book bag but reaguardless it doesn't take away from the neat scrawling on it and so as you stand there you can't help but...