I could think of anything, but I’m thinking about them.

I’m not sure how I feel about it. They’re cool and mysterious. Serious faced except when something makes them laugh and then I can’t stop looking. They are gorgeous. I’ve always thought that about them, if only we had more time together. “I don’t think they care to get to know the real me, the one who laughs and loves and thinks” I say to myself. I’d love to know if this would be real, even a friendship.

I can’t tell if they’re a loner or if they are so popular that they know who they will like and who they won’t. I am afraid to think that I won’t be someone they would choose friendship with. Or anything else for that matter. I try, or have tried but maybe not hard enough. They do intimidate me, but damn that’s sexy in itself and I’m all over it. “Got to keep going, otherwise it’ll all just be fantasy talk and you’ll never get work done just daydreaming of them…”. But it’s impossible when their face is in my head.