Felipe
Quiet. Shy. Yet smoldering of inner strength and beauty. You are a subdued calm with resolve.
You pass me by, on your way to work, or to visit a friend perhaps... Still - you pass me by.
My breath pauses. I drink in your image, and the scent of you as you drift past.
I sigh.
Left only with the lingering reactions of your presence, my pulse returns to normal.
Your smile captures my mind, and it wonders what lies beyond its subtle warmth. Do you long for another in the same way that I long for you?
For now, I must make do with brief flashes of you in my life - lest I become a stalker, or the luckiest man on the planet...
2 comments:
Oh, an ode to a crush. How pleasant it is to be the subject of such sweet thoughts!
Drunk texting works the same way.
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