“I love you.” Those are the words i would tell you if i wasn’t such a coward. You were at the show getting ready to host, as alway you looked beautiful however there was something different about your smile. Your eyes were shinning, i just wished i was the cause of it but, you and i both know you only see me as a brother. It hurts you know, everytime i get called as a brother, a friend or a junior. Why can’t i be something more? Am i enough? I wanted to asked these question to you but i know you’ll try to stir that topic away. Day by day i fall deeper into charms, who wouldn’t? I get to see many different sides of you that many don’t, you are caring, kind, sweet and gentle. I hate the fact that after rehearsals you would be constantly on your phone smiling, why can’t you just try to love me back, please just notice me. I talked with the members they told me to try, trying to confess was difficult, i’d rather just off a bridge. My hands were clammy as i stood outside your dressing room with a bouquet of flowers...

There was no use i knew you were taken yet, i tried to ignore that fact. I stood outside the dressing room for minutes until i saw you talking to her, not only that my heart completely shattered when you two shared a chaste kiss and shared “ i love you’s”. I couldn’t breath my mind was clouded with many thoughts. If i had gotten there before her would you love me back? I knew i had to move on, it was harder than you’d think. Slowly with the helped of my nc