I do understand everything. I mean everything. You might think that I don’t, but actually, I do. I understand that you’re not like the others. I meant the typical guys. But you’re different and rare. If the truth was told, I would say that you’re a gift of God. Your introvert charm is extremely intoxicating and my eyes fell a prey for that soul-soothing eyes of yours. Perhaps, that’s the reason why I avoid having eye contact with you, as I might drown myself in those innocent eyes of yours.
I don’t blame you, Sugar! It was my mistake! Solely mine!
I wish I could go back and never have met you. But, I can’t. You know why? Because I don’t remember when I first saw you or even when my eyes and heart fell for you. Of course, it’s not love at first sight. I mean, crush at first sight. I would say that my affection formed gradually. Initially, it was just an admiration and respect towards you, but somehow, I lost control of myself. Your passion, your commitment, your personalities and not forgetting your hair, have enthralled me. And importantly, You attain maturity! You speak a plainer language! And you had me at Your impeccable metaphorical sense and Your greater simplicity. Although you weren’t the focal point of the crowd, your presence was always felt. You know why? Because You’re like the wind! You can’t be seen but truly can be felt – maybe not by everyone. Well, my affection for you is depraved and unreasonable. Yet, my affection for you is not your problem. It’s mine.
And I don’t blame you, Sugar! It was my mistake!
Again! If the truth was told, I will say that you’re a Rubik cube. A wonderful puzzle that seems to be impossible to solve at the first glance. But, it takes a lot of courage and patience and even hard work to solve it. Still, what’s the point of solving the Rubik cube? If the Rubik cube is solved, then it would just be a normal toy that will be placed in a display glass. You’re not something that can be solved by me or anyone else. Because you can’t be solved and I don’t want to solve you either. But, I won’t stop trying to solve. And that’s not your mistake too.
I don’t blame you, Sugar!
I understand that you don’t open up easily. And I know that you build majestic walls around you. Quite lots of them. And not forgetting the door that has been kept closed for a long time – full of spider webs and dust. Certainly, I don’t blame you for that. Because I don’t know what you have gone through in your life. Trust me! That door and that wall are no good for you, Sugar. Just felt like telling it. Bear in mind that someday, somehow, someone is gonna knock that door so hard until you can’t resist and The Great Wall of Yours will errand, brick by brick due to her tenderness. But, it’s just the matter of time. Tick Tock! Tick Tock! You can’t keep hiding from reality no matter how hard it slaps you in the face and it’s totally inevitable. And by the time you realise it. There won’t be any knocks at the door. It will be gone before you even realize it. So, why don’t you build a bridge instead? Practically, that solely depends on you and I truly respect your decisions and your stance.
I hate small talks, Sugar. I crave for big talks, and I yearn to know every inch of you beyond the surface. My thirst for your words and depth can’t be satisfied. And Your sweetness draws me to you. You captured my heart because you sing a song that only my heart can hear. As a matter of fact, I believe that you’ll be the Sun that nourishes the flower – her passion, ambition and dream. Buckle up, Sugar. You might experience a magical carpet ride. When I say, magical carpet ride, do expect some turbulence because the weather is always unpredictable. After all, I’m just gonna categorize you under a crush because you’re impossibly beyond my reach and if telling you how I feel will strain what we have built till now – a friendship, I will rather hold my feelings forever than to lose you.
I find it hard to tell you how I feel and perhaps it’s even more challenging to know what you feel. So, I’m just gonna stay silent and let my words express those to you B.B!
Lovingly, Your so-called crush