So I came up with this letter-like story. It's based on me and my secret crush. Please tell me if you liked it or not!
Dear you,
From the moment I met you, you were different from all the other people I've met before. Especially the way I felt about you. Sure I've had crushes before, but I act different around you. When you don't agree with me, you ask these tanong that hurt my feelings. You make those comments that make me feel bad and make me want to cry madami than I want to laugh. Normally I would have broken off contacts with a person like that long before he or she would have gotten so close. But I didn't break contact with you. You know why? Because you are you. You're forgiven.
Each time you hurt my feelings, you see the hurt look on my face. You try to cheer me up and mostly you succeed. At the end of the araw you ask for forgiveness. I always tell you I forgot about it a long time ago. But I won't. Yet, you're already forgiven because you are you. You're forgiven.
When you asked me for help and I couldn't help you, nothing was holding you back to blame it all on me. No, you didn't yell at me nor did you tell me anything at all. But I knew you were mad at me. How? You simply ignored me. It was two days nakaraan that you started talking to me again. Then it was my turn to ignore you, but each time I looked at you my puso ached. I sighted and smiled at you. You smiled back at me and the puso ache disappeared. All of that because you are you. You're forgiven.
So if I have forgiven you for all those things before, why wouldn't I forgive you now? You really hurt my feelings and made me cry madami than once. But I can take it from you, because you are you. Even though you haven't asked me to yet, you're forgiven.
Loves, Me
Dear you,
From the moment I met you, you were different from all the other people I've met before. Especially the way I felt about you. Sure I've had crushes before, but I act different around you. When you don't agree with me, you ask these tanong that hurt my feelings. You make those comments that make me feel bad and make me want to cry madami than I want to laugh. Normally I would have broken off contacts with a person like that long before he or she would have gotten so close. But I didn't break contact with you. You know why? Because you are you. You're forgiven.
Each time you hurt my feelings, you see the hurt look on my face. You try to cheer me up and mostly you succeed. At the end of the araw you ask for forgiveness. I always tell you I forgot about it a long time ago. But I won't. Yet, you're already forgiven because you are you. You're forgiven.
When you asked me for help and I couldn't help you, nothing was holding you back to blame it all on me. No, you didn't yell at me nor did you tell me anything at all. But I knew you were mad at me. How? You simply ignored me. It was two days nakaraan that you started talking to me again. Then it was my turn to ignore you, but each time I looked at you my puso ached. I sighted and smiled at you. You smiled back at me and the puso ache disappeared. All of that because you are you. You're forgiven.
So if I have forgiven you for all those things before, why wouldn't I forgive you now? You really hurt my feelings and made me cry madami than once. But I can take it from you, because you are you. Even though you haven't asked me to yet, you're forgiven.
Loves, Me
You sit there and call me names
But you never try to get to know me.
You make fun of me 'cause I'm different.
I have white skin,
Dirty blond hair,
Plain brown eyes,
And a slight southern drawl.
But that don't mean
That I don't have feelings
I hurt just like you do
And even bleed.
So, why all the mean names?
Why do you treat me
Like something so wrongly different?
Why can't I be one of you?
I never treated you wrong,
So why do you hurt me this way?
Did i insult you in some way?
Say the wrong thing.
'Cause you treat me as unwanted
But I know I'm not.
So, why do you treat me like your enemy?
I did nothing to hurt you.
So why?
Why do you do it?
But you never try to get to know me.
You make fun of me 'cause I'm different.
I have white skin,
Dirty blond hair,
Plain brown eyes,
And a slight southern drawl.
But that don't mean
That I don't have feelings
I hurt just like you do
And even bleed.
So, why all the mean names?
Why do you treat me
Like something so wrongly different?
Why can't I be one of you?
I never treated you wrong,
So why do you hurt me this way?
Did i insult you in some way?
Say the wrong thing.
'Cause you treat me as unwanted
But I know I'm not.
So, why do you treat me like your enemy?
I did nothing to hurt you.
So why?
Why do you do it?