Please forgive me for adoring your cute face whenever you sleep.
Forgive me for trying to look closer into your dark, brown and dreamy eyes, and for wanting to hear your voice every night I couldn’t sleep.
Please forgive me for wanting to know what cologne you use every morning, for trying to know what you’re going to do in the morning and for stuttering every time I accidentally meet your eyes.
It hurts, it’s suffocating, you know? To think about you every single day, and my heart breaks every time I see you with other people that is not me.
It’s killing me, it’s painful, you know? To try to catch your attention, and to not having any false  hope again.

Please forgive me, who’s selfish wanting you all for myself.