For You To Notice

Staring longingly at the boy who sat across from me while he texted someone, I couldn't help but to notice the shine in his soft brunette hair. The hair that I had always run my fingers through while he couldn't sleep at night, or when he needed someone there for him.

"Rhiannon. I need help.." Snapping out of my daydream, I couldn't help but feel my heart race faster while my green eyes met his light baby blues. I could get lost forever in them, especially when they sparkle in the light. "You know Joanne, right? Well we're going out tonight, and I don't know if I should bring her a rose when I pick her up. You're a girl, would you like that?"

Feeling my heart shatter a little bit, I kept the same smile on my face; never did that smile falter around him. "Well, it's just your first date. You don't want to seem too forward Brayden. I personally wouldn't bring a rose, I'm sure she'll be fine with just you being there."

I just sat there dumbfounded at the sight of his beautiful smile. Hearing him mutter a small thanks, I watched him walk out of my living room and out the front door.

That's what I was used to anyway. Always watching him walk away from me, to some other girl he liked.

I was just the advice giver, the best friend; nothing more, nothing less.

If only he could know how I felt about him. How I've loved him ever since we became best friends three years ago. And how it hurt every time he would choose a beautiful girl over me. How it hurt to see him happy with another girl, how she could hold him close to her at night and hear him whispering little compliments in her ear. And how it hurt to see him so worked up after a breakup, I always tried my best to help him through it.

But he couldn't know how I feel, it would ruin everything. But maybe if I got my feelings down on a piece a paper and sent it to him, without my signature, he could possibly figure it out.

Smiling to myself and grabbing a piece of paper and a purple inked pen, I started writing down everything I wanted to tell him in person ...
Dear Brayden,

I'm writing this and leaving it where you'll find it. It's not that I wouldn't like you to know who your secret admirer is, it's just that I'm really, really shy. I'm also afraid that if I tell you who I am, you'll reject me or laugh at me. So for now, I'd just like to admire you from afar. Admiring you isn't hard to do.

You're the bright spot in my day, Brayden. I think I could almost say that I love you. Yes, I will say it. But I'm still not brave enough to tell you. Maybe, after I've worked up the courage, I'll ask you out for a drink or a meal.

If we could meet, I'd be able to tell you all the things I love about you. I love the way the light shines on your brunette hair and the way your eyes always sparkle in the light. You're perfect and I'd love to be the lucky girl who wins your love. If only I had the courage to tell you how I feel.

Until then, I'll just have to stay,
Your Secret Admirer

Satisfied with my secret admirer letter, I folded it into threes and placed it into an envelope. Writing Brayden's name in cursive wording on the front, I felt twenty times better.

Now if only he could return those feelings.