As the days went on. The more I spoke. The more I grew to like him. The boy that I could so easily talk to. The boy who knew so little, but knew so much. The boy who changed everything.
I sometimes wonder to myself if this is all a dream and that one day I'll wake up, wake up to the life I had and the life I hated so dearly. Sometimes I wish I could just pause everything for a second, so I could think. Think about what is happening, what has happened, and how I got here. Because it honestly doesn't seem real. I've know this boy for just over 2 months. And yet, I already feel like I am falling in love with him.
I get these strange feelings inside of me, every time we speak. I get nervous, excited and scared. I get nervous because I think I am going to do something so stupid and ruin everything. I get excited because I get to see the boy who makes me happy. And I get scared because I feel like he doesn't feel the same way, and I can't do nothing about it, I can't tell anyone. My feelings get stronger and stronger each and everyday.