I didn’t realize it was possible to want someone so much. Or. I did, I guess. I just didn’t think it would ever happen to me.
I want to talk to you. I want to know you, to laugh with you and share more than the fleeting glances and jokes and brief exchanges we have now.
Every new thing I discover about you just intensifies it. Yesterday wasn’t even anything special, but spending that time with you in a small group had my head spinning. we weren’t even alone. Why are you doing this to me, N? Do you feel any of this, or am I just delusional. I need to know.
-A.