The first time I noticed him, he was shorter than me, we use to fight about our height. I never knew he would mean so much. 
Falling for him wasn't falling at all. It was walking into a house and suddenly know you're home. 

I never fathomed that I would love him so much. So much that it practically rips my heart into a thousand pieces.
 My heart ached, my stomach dropped and my lungs felt like they're caving in, just because of a thought of him with someone else. And I guess this was how I realized I'd fallen too deep. 
But at the end of the day, I knew he would not think of me. To him I was just another girl. Maybe not even that, but me? I was heartbroken for a guy who didn't even know I liked him, for a boy I never even dated.