Don't.

Don't give me hope. i don't think my heart could take it.

It's funny.
because i remember when i first saw you i thought to myself:
'he's kinda awkward looking...'
and i shrugged it off, because who was i to judge when i'm not so hot myself?
then i got to know you a little better,
not by much,
but just a little bit.
Then after a while i found myself smiling more around you without having to try.

I actually told myself early on when i realized i kinda liked you that things probably wouldn't work out.
and i'm hoping i'm just reading into it too much right now,
but every time i wonder about what my answer would be if you actually asked,
it's turning out to be 'yes' more and more.
Haha. I'm so confused.
Because being with you would cause so much trouble,
and there's just so much standing between us.

But i want to risk it all.

I know if we do actually go out
that it probably won't last very long.
But i think i'm willing to risk it all
for being happy for just a little while.

It's strange.
Because you're pretty much nothing like the guys i usually like.
and the age gap... well, lets not go there. (it's not that bad... but still. awkward.)
Yet, it doesn't really matter to me after i think about it.

I just hope that i'm reading too much into it.
Because i know that if nothing happens,
these things will just blow by.

Please don't give me hope.
Even though i want it,
please don't.