Every year I develop a crush and every year I get my heart broken. Well I told myself that at the start of my high school years, I would never like anyone like that again. I was wrong. Not only did I develop a crush I developed the crush.
He was gorgeous, smart, funny, had the happiest smile I've ever seen and to be honest, I could not find anything wrong with him at all. I would look at him in the hopes that he would be looking back and he always was.
Every time I passed him in the hall at school I would find him looking at me. We flirted aimlessly, I knew that we could never date because I cannot date until I am 15.
That was in one year and I knew we could not keep a crush that long. If he did like me, that is. Curiosity killed the cat so I asked him if he liked me.
He has a girlfriend, of course. Just my luck. So every day I come home from school crying because I know that I can never have him. Right now this is my heart, it's broken and I don't think it will ever be fixed.