I think I saw them today. They were so beautiful. So graceful.
I only saw their back, but I was so sure.
Now I'm at home. Laying in bed and just relaxing. I keep replaying the scene in my head. Keep trying to figure it out. Which is probably really stupid. But I might be in love for the first time and I want to atleast admire them from afar, see their face, maybe send a cheesy "secret admirer" letter.
Then the fear of messing it up or never finding out who they are just strikes at me. It shouldn't matter, but it still does. I have so many other things to worry about. So why can't it just let go?
Help me.
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