It wasn't love at first sight...At first I used to think only bad things about him: oh, he's so foolishly proud I would say, but one day I found myself staring at him from far and something changed in my mind and then in my soul too...I found him so charming that time...next time I saw him, afterwards I just couldn't stop thinking about him ...but he was so far though close enough to feel him, to know him beyond words...it's such an impossible love, but I still find myself looking at him from far, stealing a glance...sometimes just a glance is enough to get up high, but I always fall because he's not mine and he couldn't ever be...but I love my angel, as I like to call him...a lot of people don't like him, but they can't see what I see, they can't see the good in him...I can see beyond the daily him, the social him...and I love him...sometimes I can't even explain it to myself, but it's beyond physical attraction even though I was first attracted by his attitude: so manly, so charming...but I discovered his kindness too and without wanting it I fell for him so deeply in love...sometimes only hearing others saying someting about him makes me feel something in my stomach...and I love the butterflys I feel when seeing him...today I saw him...I knew that if I would stay there at that hour I will get the chance to see him for some moments: when he passed through that hallway he had a serious, sad face...he's not like that when I usually see him, but today he looked unhappy...I wish I could do something for that to change, but I can't...I think about him and I fall asleep wishing I will see him in a dream...it feels good to see him in dreams, but it feels better in reality...there was a time last year when the circumstances made us communicate...I remember the time when he talked to me, when I would listen to him, talk to him, look straight at him, smiling at him and him almost smiling at me, cold, but yet so kind and sweet...my heart aches and I know I'll eventually meet someone and fall in love and be with that person for real, but I'll never forget this love even if it's only me that feels it...sometimes I think that maybe he noticed me too and that he represed someting I made him feel, but this I will never know...never...I can only watch him from time to time and wish he's happy and wish he'll be happy forever...I know it's bad, but is a sweet torture trying to be as next to him as possible and I can't help myself...and I look at him hiding my in love look from others around me and from him...sometimes I think that it would be nice for him to know exactly what I feel, but he will never know how much I care about him, how much I admire him, how much I love him...I don't care if people find this chesey, but it's how I feel and it's my pure love.
