I noticed you the first instance you walked into C. First I thought I knew you, but I realised that it was a thought, just because I liked you in the first place. The fact that you were absolutely my type, made me pretend that I was whispering something to my friend, in order to see you better and do nothing but make sure I like you. You glanced several times at me, Do you like me? I wish it is so, so much! And then, I left, and you stayed. You stayed with the friend you were with. The very close friend you were with. Am I losing my chances in advance?
And then the next day. I came in C. again. I was with the same friend. And from him I found out that your friends were sitting on the next table. And then you came. And you made foul attempts to look at me without me noticing. But I did. Why do I have the feeling, or the memory, I daresay, that you paid more attention to me than anyone else does when they see a random being pass by or in their presence? Should I not lose hope? |
Submission Name: A Distinctive Someone
