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there’s this guy, he’s in my class and sits across from me. I accidentally hurt myself by dropping a table on myself and he picked it up and asked me if i was okay. And god i think that did it, always liked to stare at you but you went ahead and did that. i think that was the moment i knew i’d fall for you somehow. Now i notice everything, how you have the prettiest mole on the back of your neck, how loyal you are to your friends, how incredibly good you are at math, how you’re kind of a dork, how you like b99 so much, how you laugh at the stupidest things, how you always have a homemade lunch that you always end up giving to others rather than having it yourself, how you whisper the answer to the person beside you if they weren’t paying attention, how all your playlists have cute hand drawn covers. You don’t like me, not like that. I know, but i dont think i regret it for even a second admiring you. And so what if i’ll never be able to be with you, you smile at me and talk to me sometimes; i once(multiple times) ranted to my bestfriend when our hands accidentally touched. Im in love with you, and if i cant have your love im fine with having to have met you in this life.