I thought you didn't look my way, or approach me to talk or hang out, or ever hug me or even say hi first, because I meant nothing to you, because you weren't interested in being friends with me.
And then in a flash I realized the exact opposite was the case. That you were experiencing what I've felt so many times. That you didn't look my way (when I was looking) because you were afraid of what I'd see in your eyes, that you never reached out first because you were afraid of coming on too strong- that you were acting that way out of all the insecurities of being in love with someone and not knowing how they feel.
Be bold.
I'll look back at you.
You are never, ever bothering me.
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