My Story 1

I'm gonna just say that this is a layed out open story of how i feel...it doesn't rhyme, it doesn't have a special form, it's me.

A guy...named Nathan. I thought you had to be with someone to love them but that's not true. I love him. I've never dated him. I've known him for 7 years. He's my closest friend. He knows i like him. All because of a stupid ex he gives up dating...he says it's annoying and pressuring. i try to convince him it's not. i don't know if he likes me. he walks me home, he always notices me in the halls, he always hugs me when he sees me, he listens to me and my feelings. people always make fun of me for liking him. they say he's not cute and that he's a jerk. he treats me like a angel and he might not be that cute but I'm not that pretty. i stand up for him, I'm by his side when he needs me, my shoulder is there for him when he needs to cry. he taught me it's not just looks but personality. i love him but he'll probably never like me back :(. He's my first love. My only love.