He is not tall.
He is not brawled.
when I see him all I want to do is fall onto the ground and wait for him to be gone.
After the day all I want to do is draw my feelings for him.
But if I do then my whole life will be over.
When he walks up to me and ask a question all I can do is blur them out and every time it happens all I want to do is clue my self to the floor of the school and hope that someone will walk on me.
Author Notes: PART 2 COMING SOON!!