I think about you all the time.

Day, night.

I can't stop.

I can't stop thinking of how your eyes twinkle, and how it might feel to kiss you.

I can't stop thinking of how it would feel to take your hand in mine,

To ask you to be mine.

I know some wouldn't approve, but I have never lived according to others' approval.

My parents are weird about gender, and don't believe in anything but cisgender.

I believe in it though.

I know it is not just two distinct things.

I believe in and know you.

Have you ever felt something this strong?

This is a first for me.

I wouldn't say it was love at first sight, because I don't believe in that sort of thing.

It's close to that, now, though.

What do I know about love, though?

Sometimes I think you might feel the same way.

It is the times I catch you looking at me while I am looking at you that makes me hope.

When we talk, you show no signs.

The moment I met you, I knew I was doomed to love you.

I knew that you would become my world.

Not love at first sight, but the knowledge that I would love you.

I have never met anyone like you.

To me,

You are a mystery.

I hope you think I am, too.

I am so, so used to being left behind.

I hope my relationship with you (nonexistent as of right now),

Doesn't leave me feeling the same way most of my others do.