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[Karolina Grabowska](https://www.pexels.com/photo/person-holding-a-pencil-and-writing-on-an-envelope-4968667/)

A Letter To My Crush


Back in the days when I was still in primary school, I used to know a girl who was so beautiful. She has all it takes to be any guy's girlfriend. She was endowed with beauty and has the epitome of what every guy is looking for. Her shape was just like figure eight. No girl had the ability to be compared to her. 


In my class, I was the top on her list of those who were crushing on her. I never for once related my feelings to her and to me, I felt she might know that I'm truly crushing on her. She was sitting at my back. Just because of her beauty, I always love to read my books properly and ensure that I never miss any questions my teacher would ask from me. I'm always prepared and loaded, showing the fact that I'm always ahead of the class. 


I thanked her for being my crush and in fact for being beautiful. This truly helped me a lot to read. I was not the dull type but the type who was ready to read. Although, she made me stronger when it comes to reading. 


Back to business,

During these days, I love listening to blues songs and love songs. They kept me moving in the realm of life and love. I cannot but remember the first letter I wrote to this girl. It was all with the help of her. I would listen to songs from Westlife and other love songs and use them to form or write a love letter. Do you want to know the truth? I can woo girls but this particular girl was living in a fire where I'm. I could not woo her despite being in the same class. We only spoke anytime she wanted to do her classwork. 


One fateful day, I decided to listen to Westlife songs where I had to pick one which I saw what I was looking for. I took my own and reversed the music again. As it was playing, I was busy writing down facts which I would use. I wrote a love letter and was deciding who would be capable of taking it to her. After much consideration, I gave it to one of my friends to give to her. 


Now that I have given the letter to his sad girl, will I be able to face her? What will she say to me after reading the letter? These were the questions I was left with. Out of shyness, I stopped going to school for a few days. I told my parents I wasn't feeling too well just to stay at home. How can I be able to face this girl? My parents believed my lie and bought medicines for me. I would wait until my parents were gone and then throw the medicines under my bed. How can I take medicine when I'm feeling so stable?


After some days of absence, I finally went to school but with fear of what I don't know. My friends have the courage and the will to remain firm. When I got to the school, the first person I saw standing by the door side was her. She gave me a funny look which made me suspect something bad. My face was just like someone who just lost something so precious. My mood was not palatable.


When it was break time, I could not come out to buy some food, instead I was seated and glued to my chair. I did not even stand up to ease myself as I had to hold myself until it was closing. After closing, she came to meet me and gave me a brilliant smile. It was just as if the world had smiled at me. I was the happiest guy on earth. She later came close to me and gave me a special kiss. This was how our relationship started….