So you love her, huh? Does she know? No? Then why the hell are you here, go after her, run after...

So you love her, huh? Does she know? No? Then why the hell are you here, go after her, run after her to wherever she’s going. Go tell her scream it to her, whatever makes her understand that she’s the one that makes you heart beat faster, that she’s the one that makes you stutter because you’re so focused on her beauty and herself that you forget how to speak. Don’t just sit there in that chair and mope because you’re afraid of getting rejected and you don’t want her to tell her friends and watch as they walk by you pointing and laughing. Because that’s not love. THAT’S NOT LOVE. Love is free, it doesn’t care and it’s not afraid of being rejected and told that it’s feelings aren’t returned. Love doesn’t require loving you back it’s just the crazy feeling and the hope that this might work out, that maybe one day whoever is on your mind says, “yes,” back when you ask. No, it’s not you telling her that you love her and her giggling and feeling happy because she feels that way too. It’s getting brutally rejected and walking home dejectedly but no giving up because maybe if you stick to it, you’ll get what you want. And what do you want? It’s her. And if you love her, she’s worth it.

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