MamosaI sat down on the couch and started sketching. It was just something I did when I was nervous, randomly sketch whatever. I started to draw her. Everything to the exact detail. The way her brows furrowed when she was concentrating hard on something, how she pouted her lips slightly, and a whole bunch of other things that made me seem creepy. I tossed the sketch book on the table and sighed heavily. There was no way she liked me. At least not the way I liked her. Everything about her was amazing and beautiful and it made my heart drop every time I saw her. I know I acted like a complete derp and like I didn't really have a clue but that was because she made me feel all funny inside and I just wanted to hold her close and... Ugh! It annoyed me so much because I knew she'd never love me the way I loved her. Because she was always so distracted with everything else she wasn't able to tell that I loved her.Wait... Love? Since when did love come into the picture? I thought I just liked her..