A love letter for no one

I hate being ignored.

If only I could tell you how I
feel right now, I would. If only I could be there to hold your hands, I would.
If only you would let me enter your life, I would. If only you would let me
love you, I would. If only…

Oh I just hate this feeling!
Seems like just yesterday, I’m happy being single. But now, I don’t know. I’m
shaken of the fact that I’m barely hanging on to this stupid emotion, and I
don’t know what to do about it. Guess I never learned…

All day, I longed for your
presence – your mere text message would launch a thousand thrills and chills to
my body. When will you stop ignoring my whispers of love and listen to it
intently, engulfing yourself with my offered love and devotion?

How can you not feel me? How can
you not see me? How can you not notice my outspoken words of promise? How can
you not even distinguish me from the rest – the real me?

I hate my heart. And having this
feeling for you doubles the hatred that I feel. Why? Because I admit, I still
haven’t learned.

But I won’t give up, I won’t give
up this love. And I would never, ever give up on you.

They say that in life’s subject
entitled Love, no one is an honor student. And as of now, I think I’m just a
passing student on this subject.

If you would remain still,
ignoring me…

Then this would still be…

A love letter for no one.

P.S.

Hell-O, I’m here.