From the moment I saw him I noticed everything about him. He walked with such confidence yet barely spoke a word to anyone outside of the people he already knew. From the moment I saw him I memorized his laugh because it drove me crazy; but not as bad as his dimple that shown through when he smiled. God that drove me insane. From the moment i saw him I took note of everything. I saw how he’d stare at me and then look away so quickly making me second guess he was ever staring in the first place. I saw how he would do certain things that would leave me in questions and I saw how despite the fact that he never made an effort for me in the moment we would Stare at each other its like everyone around me was gone and all I saw was him and I. Him and I. Damn that sounds right. I know it sounds so cliche but I don’t care if loving him makes me a god damn cliche so let it be. Cause I’d go through hell if that would mean I could hold his hand. I’d give away my everything if that would mean he would give me a memory to spare. I’d spend all night all week and month all fucking year fixing his problems if that would mean he wouldn’t have to deal with the stress cause god damn it I just want him to be happy. But I want him to be happy with me. I want his arm to be around me. I want him to be walking with me not her. I loved how he was staring at me while walking with her. Cause his attention was focused on me. Not her. He makes me a jealous time bomb but a god damn cliche. If loving him makes me a cliche, if loving him the way i do is sad and pathetic I don’t care i don’t care because he makes me feel like I matter in this world. He makes me feel like I’m not just one girl in a world of Barbies. He makes me feel like I matter and for that I’d give him the whole damn world. See I just wanna love him. I wanna be his last. I know he’s never had a real relationship before and I don’t care all I care about is his happiness. I wanna be his last. I wanna be the one he calls just to say goodnight I wanna be the one he points to and says that’s her. I don’t care about any past relationships if there are any because I guarrentttee those girls will never love him like I could. Not in a million years. Because I think of him at 12 am and 4 pm when I should be doing homework. I just wanna love him and if loving him is wrong then fuck it I don’t wanna be right.