Novel & Cerita Love Letters To Crush

"Yeah, i kinda want him to stay even though he had always being bothering me. Please tell me, what's wrong with me?" "Just a simple explanation. You are in love with him," "No, no, no...at all...I have no crush for Ryan. He is so so above my level. Please, be serious for this once." "But I am being serious. You are in love with Ryan. It's just that you can't see it. You kept claiming that you don't love him, but you are crushing on him," "You must be crazy," "But I am not. Girl, that's how lots of girls says whenever they are crushing on a guy. You are in love with him."

I picked up my cup of coffee and took a long sip while my eyes are glued to the front counter. "Oooh. New flavor of the week, I guess." "I don't get it! I tried every single time to get rid of this dumb feelings for him, but it doesn't work. Why is that?" She switched off her phone and turned her head to the side, to look at me. "Maybe that's because he's your first love?" I chuckled dryly. "First love my ass. It's just a crush." The bell that was hanging above the glass door of the café, 'dinged' loudly indicating that someone is either leaving or coming in. As soon as I looked up to glance at who it was, my breath automatically hitched on my throat and my heart beats faster then normal.

"But I realize that it was just a crush, infatuation. You're my ideal guy, and I chose the university we attended because of you. You were my inspiration in everything I did." He remained confused and surprised by my words, but he kept looking at me, listening intently. I shifted my gaze to the twinkling lights hanging from different parts of the tree and smiled. "But when I met Alexander, I realized the difference between crush and love. Liking someone is that intense passion you feel initially. It's like being drawn to someone's looks or a particular quality." I noticed how his eyes held sadness and regret.

Shy ones crush, Brave ones love. Either way what matters is, That they should be worth it, To convert your one time crush, Into a lifelong love. .................................................... Your support has meant the world to me all along this beautiful journey. I have read each and every comment you wrote for me and I want to thank you all for your inspiring words. So with the mixed feelings of something so close to my and all of your hearts ending, I will like to present before you the last chapter of COYM.

"Uhm... well, I guess I always showed signs I liked you... but I never said it out loud...directly..." ‎ ‎My chest tightened. He never said so for years why now? ‎ ‎"Sera," he said softly, "I love you. I've always had a crush on you since we were kids." ‎ ‎I didn't breathe. ‎ ‎The words I thought I'd wanted to hear? They were now suspended in the air like broken glass between us. ‎

I've never seen Clara this shy before. Well, it's expected, we're talking about George. The guy Clara has had a crush on for years. I would call this love. Yes, love. It can't be a crush. It has to be love. For more than ten years. It has to be a childhood crush, turned into like, then classified as obsession. But come on. This is love. "Tell me he looks better than his i*******m pics." "Do I need to?" We both squeal and laugh out loud.

It seems he got the answer to the unasked question and he chuckled sadly, keeping those eyes still fixed on mine. “It wasn’t just a crush, Harper, it became a huge part of me. This deep-seated love that grew over the years. I’ve loved you every single day since I met you, and it terrifies me that I waited so long to tell you.” He responded, making me squint my eyes in thought as I wondered if he just read my mind because I was wondering within me if this was really love or just a little crush.

It was a message from a number she didn't recognize. **Ethan**: So... when's our rain check? Lena's heart skipped a beat. Maybe her crush wasn't as hopeless as she'd thought.

The last two celebration I was embarrassed by Lilly but I do not care if that happen again but I hope for better in as much as it's coming from my crush, my future wife, then I assumed or termed it love. I woke up with so much energy. I had already bought the flowers, chocolate, bags, from Louis vuitton and the Valentine's quote was made by me .I mean, I used a whole 13 daya to compose it because each time I come back from school, I would check it and correct maybe a word, a punctuation mark or even the ideal of the message sometimes just to make it perfect, because, Lilly is a perfect girl for me. "So, you wanna date me? Like me?"

Though, I brush that aside and hurried inside only to find my place in disarray. I held my heart in my throat, someone had broken in judging from the scene before me. I became hypersensitive, unable to move while my eyes scrolled around until it found a letter on my table which was at the center of the room. My dingy apartment seem smaller than expected and I couldn't breath. With trembling hands, I pulled my feet to get the letter. Hastily, I opened it and the sight made me flinch that the letter dropped from my hand. "Hello love"