Okay, so I'm only writing this because I have no where else to write, and I need Jesse Ca to see it. Because she's not online and she probably went to the stupid football game without me. Thanks.
I feel like a poem...

There are two things I love about you.
The first is your eyes and the way you look at people.
The second is how you don't care what anyone else thinks of you.
There is only one thing I don't like about you.
You don't see me. You see past me. I am transparent.
I ask only one thing of you. I ask you to see me, to acknowledge me, to find light in my eyes. But I know you can't hear me. Would you listen if I spoke to you? Would you even care? Would I just be another girl in another one of your classes? I think I would, and I find that sad.
I don't want to be another girl. I don't want to be another face. I want to be yours. I want to slip inside your arms and find steady comfort in your chest. I want to whisper in your ear. I want to hold your hand, and find silence and hope in your eyes. I want to be yours.
Now I know, that will never be, but couldn't you at least humour me? No. I suppose not. Love is not meant to connect my heart with yours on strings of light. Everyday you tug at my heartstrings, and I need to see you. I try so hard to tug at yours, but hands slip and miss the grip.
I am sorry that I love you, if it causes you discomfort. If my fixation with you bothers you. I am sorry. Just talk to me, and tell it to my face, so I can pretend I don't love you.
Maybe it isn't love. But damn I wish I could know. I wish I could trial run it, and see how far we can go. I wish I could at least get a chance at loving you.
When you look at me, do you not find comfort in my eyes?


There you go. Fascinating isn't it? What I found out? He's in social studies with you, Jesse Ca. Yeah...I was wandering during Journalism and I saw you..and I saw him. It made me sad again, but happy that i could tell you. Except your not here. Your probably getting ready to go to that football game. Stupid. Bring me back my science guy as my boyfriend...okay? I believe in you because you have magical powers.