i want to YELL

not because i’m mad

because i freaking LOVE him

and he doesn’t know it

he doesn’t know that

him saving me

gave me butterflies

that him choosing to help me with my drum

made me giddy

he doesn’t know i find his braces

oddly attractive

or the way he hits his drum

or the way he smiles

I WANT TO YELL

because he doesn’t know i like him

because i can’t quite like him yet

two grades higher

no hoco

no prom

nothing of the sort

but i wish it could be

wish he could take me to hoco

i wish he did like me

like me as much

as i like him

he doesn’t though,

not that i know of at least