I'm Lying

Ryan Hall, I hate you.

I hate you more than any one human being should be able to hate another.

And why do I hate you?

Because I think I love you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know, I know. Aww!

But I told you how I felt... and I fled the room.

Yes, I ran out of the room. I couldn't face you without being extremely nervous.

And I don't want the world to see me...

I didn't want anyone to see me, because I knew when I left the room that everyone was talking about me.

I never cared what anyone thought of me, but this was completely different.

...because I don't think that they'd understand.

Whatever. You're still nothing special.

You just have an... amazing personality and... such a bright smile and... beautiful eyes that make me melt.

I really hate you.

But it's been nearly two weeks since I've seen you.

Truth be told? I miss you.

I miss your hair. I miss your smile. I miss talking to you.

But most of all, I miss your eyes.

But here's the thing: you like me too. At least that's what you said.

But you haven't contacted me yet.

So the next time you see me, I hope I'm happy. I hope I've found the guy of my dreams. I hope you're jealous.

I hope it gives you hell.

But when everything's meant to be broken, I'm just glad that you know who I am.

And how I feel.

But you know... I think I miss you less with each passing day.

And truth be told? I'm lying.

Not so sincerely,
Ryder Daniels