Has no one told you that you're perfect? For the last one year I have been observing you from a distance. I fell for you the moment I saw you - didn't know your name or who you were. But you were different from the rest of them. You still are special. I remember the first time you called out my name; remember looking around and seeing if it really was you. I still remember walking up to you with confidence but had my heartbeats so fast. And has no one ever told you that you’re beautiful? You make me swoon every time you smile. But I’m everything that you are not- a coward, a nerd, a bookworm. I can’t look you in the eye. What’s worse is that I can’t even tell you all this. It’s not the fear of rejection that holds me back, but it’s the fear of how it will end. It is the fear of getting hurt, once again, that stops me. What if you get tired of me? What if you get bored? For I am the last person anybody would want to spend time with. I can’t talk properly to people; at least not without hurting them. Growing up alone has its own disadvantages. And you will find thousands like me out there. But where will I find someone like you? So, I guess that’s how it should be left, because some things are not meant to be said. You’ll go your way and I will go mine, and our ways do not cross. But all I want you to know is that no matter what you do or where you are, you will always be in my prayers. And if life gives you something that you have always dreamed of having, just think about me, just once. That would make me the happiest person in this world.