Eversince the start of my high school year I have always seen him. I
first saw his name written on the blackboard and I first saw him walking
by during my freshman year in High School. At first I wasn't really
interested about him. But days went by all I can see is him. It was
indeed an infatuation.
The moment you'll see him all you can just say is: "he's cute," but mind you, there's more in this guy that you'll admire. He is not just like the other guys you always see and talk to everyday. He's different; a very responsible young boy. He has an adorable smile, a twinkling eyes and a wonderful set of teeth. He is a perfect boy for every teenybopper girl who can ever dream of.
When he walks by, all I can do is stare at him; and of course without him noticing it. When I try to steal a glance of him suddenly he'll notice it so I have to look away from him. My knees tremble every time he's inches away from me. And when I hear his voice, it was music to my ears. And yet, he doesn't even know that I exist... a person who admires him much more than the others.
As the years pass by I still admire his own boy-next-door image. And up to now, he doesn't even know that there's a certain girl who had been loving and admiring him all this time. The girl who is always one row away of seats from him every church masses, the girl whom he always see head-down walking on the corridor and the girl who had been stealing glances of him. And when the day arrived for him to notice me, it was like a miracle for me. Hearing his voice of saying "hello" to me was a wonderful dream that I myself can never think that it would ever happen. It was indeed a miracle for me. And I feel blissful.
And no one knows about it :)
The moment you'll see him all you can just say is: "he's cute," but mind you, there's more in this guy that you'll admire. He is not just like the other guys you always see and talk to everyday. He's different; a very responsible young boy. He has an adorable smile, a twinkling eyes and a wonderful set of teeth. He is a perfect boy for every teenybopper girl who can ever dream of.
When he walks by, all I can do is stare at him; and of course without him noticing it. When I try to steal a glance of him suddenly he'll notice it so I have to look away from him. My knees tremble every time he's inches away from me. And when I hear his voice, it was music to my ears. And yet, he doesn't even know that I exist... a person who admires him much more than the others.
As the years pass by I still admire his own boy-next-door image. And up to now, he doesn't even know that there's a certain girl who had been loving and admiring him all this time. The girl who is always one row away of seats from him every church masses, the girl whom he always see head-down walking on the corridor and the girl who had been stealing glances of him. And when the day arrived for him to notice me, it was like a miracle for me. Hearing his voice of saying "hello" to me was a wonderful dream that I myself can never think that it would ever happen. It was indeed a miracle for me. And I feel blissful.
And no one knows about it :)