Why I Love You Like I Do, Miss.

Year 8 is when you begun to turn my life upside down.
The day you entered our classroom, spoke and your beautiful voice echoed, stared at me with those starry blue eyes and glanced away rapidly with one simple smile.
That was all it took to make me fall in love with you, deeply, and not once since then have you not planted your imaginary self into my mind.
You see Miss, I've always feared rejection... Not that I was aware of it or anything. But that one day where you suddenly decided to forget me. That was when I died inside. It breaks you when the one persons attention whom you've always wanted more than anything, isn't existent. And no, I couldn't just have forgotten you, left you or found an alternative person, because what I felt for you was just too strong, and I've got scars to prove it. I see you every single day, and I don't know if you can see it through my face, but when I do, I'm enraged, broken, torn, happy, excited. You? It's just an ordinary 'hey'. Do you even know what effect and toll you have on my life? But I won't ever speak of my problems, cause you don't deserve it. I want to dump them somewhere, talk to someone, have someone cradle me, say 'it'll be alright' but of course, my stupidity won't let me realise that isn't okay. Morals have ****** my life up and especially the one that states 'you can't be close with a teacher'. BUT, I STILL love you cause I'm that weak. 
I hope you realise now, just how much you mean to me.
strongwarrior strongwarrior
18-21, F
1 Response Jan 8, 2013

I know how you feel:/ (HUGSS) xxx

Thank you Hannahhhhh! Mwahhhhhh :* xxx

Your welcome m'dear! Mwwaaaahhhh :* xxxxxx