It's funny to think about it now, but back then I was so impartial to you. I thought you were gorgeous sure, but everyone did, right? It never struck me that watching you from the corner of my eyes whenever you were near was a strange thing. Everyone does that, right. You were just a stunningly attractive kid in my math class.
That was all.
Right?
Maybe not.
Now that I look back I see all the tell-tale little signs, the clear giveaways that you were more than just background scenery. I wanted something from you. Friendship, I think, in the beginning. Now though, I want so, so much more.
This is me telling that story, for all it's ups and downs, heartbreaks and joys, all it's pain and suffering. All of it. And maybe, just maybe, you'll find this and tell me you feel the same.
YOU ARE READING
Blue Eyes
RomanceA silly little sapphic love story taking place in a Catholic highschool. Angry and painful, I don't know if this will end on a happy note. (No one will die or get injured) Bare with me.
