For days, weeks even, we’ve been exchanging glances, staring and smiling at each other. I was dying for you to talk to me while you kept timidly playing with your phone. We’re both shy, it seems, and that doesn’ t make things any easier for us. Yesterday I finally made the first step and quickly talked to you before leaving the bus. Didn’t see you today and don’t really know if I’ll ever see you again, or if you’re gonna read this. Anyhow, if you do, just know that somewhere there’s a girl who still thinks about your beautiful eyes looking at her. Don’t need to describe you, if you read this you’ll know.
