I love him. Since the first time he introduced himself in front of us, first smile that he threw for me, first joked that come out from that smiley lips, first time he feel nervous as heck, since the first time I set my eyes on him.

I love him.

But he shares, he shares all that moments to everyone else. It’s not only for me. He shares everything. Except for one thing, he doesn’t share his love.

He keeps his love only for one person. He keeps his heart only for one person.

And that person is not me.

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I love him, so much, too much. And I don’t know how to stop, and I don’t want to even think to stop this.

It’s suffocating. It might kill me. But, 

if it’s him, it’s not a big deal.

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I love him, because we’ve been together for a long time. It’s so lonely to spend a day without him. I just can’t walk straight without him. Maybe that’s why I think that I love him.

But, now I feel the same. Exactly the same, I don’t want to lose him either, it’s hard when I didn’t see him for a couple hours. That wide smile I can’t live without. I love him, too.

I know that I can’t. But,

Is it possible to choose only one of them?

I just. I can’t.

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Do I really love him?

What is love anyway?

Is this love?

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