It has to be Love

I am now officially seventeen.
Many people wish me happy birthday.
It makes me very happy.
But the one person whom i want to say that to me,
he never will.

I've known this guy for seven years now. We didn't exactly get along, but even still, i really did like him. A lot. And i was only in the fifth grade or so when that happened. It was at first sight. The moment i saw him, i knew. (You don't get one of those very often)

BUT

he doesn't live anywhere near here. He's far off, where i can't talk to him, say hi to him or even see him. and no matter what, i can't tell him how i feel.

Did you KNOW?

i'm a very pessimistic person. It seeps through. Not very bright and shiny at all, just not gloomy and depressing

ANYMORE

BUT

i really really really miss this person.

A LOT

and i can't see him

CRY

this feeling that constricts me, it really hurts

Pain... i really try to act like everything is okay,... but will i ever be able to forget him?

I miss him, i want to see him, talk to him, argue with him.

Yes its a him.


Isn't it such a happy birthday?