today you told me a short little story that made me unexplainably happy.

this is what you told me,

"earlier when you were standing at our locker i was watching you and you couldn't get it open so i started smiling at you and some girl came up to me and told me i looked like

the Cheshire Cat, so i just said uhh thank you? and then i came

over to you."

i watched you tell me the story.

occasionally you would glance at me and smile.

i'd smile back.

i don't think you see how big it is to me.

by simply being myself and standing there i made you smile.

and this is how it's always been,

the boy and girl who everyone has wanted together since they liked each other when they were 10.

i like to think i am not the only one with this question:

how do i love you?