So there’s this girl that I like.

So there’s this girl that I like. I’ve always been there for her even though she doesn’t really pay attention. I could write a hundred or maybe a thousand essays about her and her personality and why I like her. But the truth is . . she can never feel the same. I have a thousand feelings for her but I don’t think it’s that important to her. She got lots of choices , and I’m not a part of those ‘choices’. I guess I’ll just stay this way , hide my feelings.