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Dear Daniel,
This is a letter I will never have the courage to give you...
This is a letter you will never receive... But I wish you would.
...

September 12th, 2015
(first grade)

It was my first day of school.
I was kind of excited, kind of worried, kind of skeptical.. ;
I mean... yes ...it was the first day of school but I would miss my summer, my flawless days, my beach days...But from the other side, I thought I should be excited, I would see my friends again.
That first day was different though... You came...

I still remember how I felt when I first saw you...
It was the second period ...The principal brought you inside the class (and thanks to God you interrupted that boring history lesson)...
He introduced you and then he left...
You sat on a desk( ...that one desk, right opposite me)
Questions started about you... Other girls sharing each other how hot you are, wondering if you are single...
I didn't participate in your fan club... I pretended I didn't care.
Teacher returned back to his teaching
The only thing I did was to observe you ...

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Your deep brown- slanted eyes, the first thing I noticed...
They were lightened by the sunlight which was coming from one small crevice, that window and curtain had created.
They seemed like have kindness, warmth, and intelligence inside...
they still do
It's so strange...I was admiring your eyes...'

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Your smile ; The second shot
(You donate to a girl who was flirting with you ... and you liked that)
White teeth, cherry lips, and cute "Dykes"
This is the decoration of your smile... The portrait of you consummates with your dark brown hair, your well-worn body, and your intense character

. . . .

I didn't have the courage to talk to you then...
I still can't ;
Every time I am close to you I feel my feet shaking nervously!
I have high pulses in my heart...
I can't control it,
It's something bigger than me

Daniel,
I wish I was fearless...
I wish I wasn't afraid to say to you how I feel these 2 years
I wish I could reach you...
I wish I was different . . .

A r t i c l e s ;

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