I hate declaring to anyone, even myself, that I love someone. It makes me vulnerable and I hate that. I hate not being in control. So I have “liked” this one guy for over a year, all that yearning and pining blah-di-blaah, “like”, that’s all I’d ever admit to. If he knew, he never did anything about it. I sure as hell never told him. So it’s all a standstill. But eventhough I haven’t seen him in months now, I still care. Way too much. So I admit it now, even if anonymously: I love him. And I always will.
