Someone....HELP!
Oh dear Lord, I am in a big problem. I think I am in love, and that is not good. Of course if I was to tell you the reason, you would just laugh at me, which is technically the worst part. I am fully serious. It is not good, because he is Indian, or Christian, and I am Muslim. Of course, nothing can happen between not only for that reason, but for the reason that he will never look at me like that, and if I was ever to tell him my true feelings, then he would specifically get that look on his face, you know, the one that tells you clearly that he would never have looked at you that way, and there is a mix of compassion and pity on his face, and then he never looks or talks to you the same way again. I do not want to do that, because we have a very neutral, sweet and nice relationship as friends, and I do not want to do anything that could, or would, jeopardize our relationship in any way.
That, of course, may sound very corny coming from someone like me, this to those of you out there who know me, however, I am a person, a girl at that, and I do have feelings. Just because someone doesn't show it, it doesn't mean they are not sensitive. I would do anything to bring a smile to his face, and it lights up my life to see him happy.
Why me?
I haven't done anything to deserve this torture. Albeit sweet torture, but torture all the same. I know deep within my heart that when I don't see him the whole day, I begin to worry, and I can't concentrate on anything until I have seen him, or even heard he's OK.
How is my life going to go on like this?
He won't find out...I will go on surviving each day...each setback, so that I can reach the next platform, so that I can be with him again, even if it is only for the few seconds. It's not his outer beauty, his outer worldly looks that have beckoned me to him, it is this hidden sweetness that he refuses to show anyone; the only problem with hiding things, though, is that sooner or later, they find their way out into the open, as has his smile, and his caring, sweet nature. He bugs me so much sometimes that I feel like killing him, but the minute I see him smiling, after bothering me, I forget everything except the ways in which I could possibly encourage that smile.
Someone please explain to me, what is wrong with me?
How long can this go on, without me going completely crazy? I don't want him as my boyfriend, because I never want him to leave my side; I never want to lose his friendship. Please, help me, I don't know what to do. I am pouring my heart out here because I have nowhere else to talk. When I tell my friends, they get worried, and then I laugh and assure them that it is only a minor crush. However, the conviction with which I say this in front of my friends, is much more than the conviction I hold within myself when I am standing in front of the mirror trying to convince myself that I will get over him, and that I must forget him.
God, HELP ME!
That, of course, may sound very corny coming from someone like me, this to those of you out there who know me, however, I am a person, a girl at that, and I do have feelings. Just because someone doesn't show it, it doesn't mean they are not sensitive. I would do anything to bring a smile to his face, and it lights up my life to see him happy.
Why me?
I haven't done anything to deserve this torture. Albeit sweet torture, but torture all the same. I know deep within my heart that when I don't see him the whole day, I begin to worry, and I can't concentrate on anything until I have seen him, or even heard he's OK.
How is my life going to go on like this?
He won't find out...I will go on surviving each day...each setback, so that I can reach the next platform, so that I can be with him again, even if it is only for the few seconds. It's not his outer beauty, his outer worldly looks that have beckoned me to him, it is this hidden sweetness that he refuses to show anyone; the only problem with hiding things, though, is that sooner or later, they find their way out into the open, as has his smile, and his caring, sweet nature. He bugs me so much sometimes that I feel like killing him, but the minute I see him smiling, after bothering me, I forget everything except the ways in which I could possibly encourage that smile.
Someone please explain to me, what is wrong with me?
How long can this go on, without me going completely crazy? I don't want him as my boyfriend, because I never want him to leave my side; I never want to lose his friendship. Please, help me, I don't know what to do. I am pouring my heart out here because I have nowhere else to talk. When I tell my friends, they get worried, and then I laugh and assure them that it is only a minor crush. However, the conviction with which I say this in front of my friends, is much more than the conviction I hold within myself when I am standing in front of the mirror trying to convince myself that I will get over him, and that I must forget him.
God, HELP ME!
posted by Truth at 7:27 PM
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