and i must confess that every night when i imagine you by my side, i cannot fall asleep for another hour. too much heaven, too much heaven.

It's amazing how much silence can break your heart, over and over again...

There's this photo we've both been tagged in, a photo of our year group- the first time I saw it, I panicked. It was visible; I was staring at you.

I have seen young people, drunk with possibility, with opportunity, sit restless and anxious, nervously wandering for each other. I have seen the underarm sweat of people late for this, late for that to there for them or who or her, thumping out messages while stooped over cell phones. I have seen cold coffee collect in the bottom of mugs, bequeathed to vacant chairs or empty stares and swell sighs at the unwavering Exit.

I have felt the grief of waiting and heard dripping anticipation.

Waiting: for twelve years. Waiting: for twelve years, in the same little coffee place. Waiting: for twelve years, in the same little coffee place, serving the same drinks to different people, for twelve years.

Finding: And on a Wednesday evening between a connection flight a blue-haired girl with doe eyes asks for my name.

The thing is; you have really nice eyes and I really like looking into them. And I also like that you smile so sweet when our eyes meet.

But then I look away. Mostly because I'm afraid of dissapointment. I'm scared to break. I'm scared to admit that I've not only stumbled - but fallen completely over. For you. 

Every time I see you, it blindsides me how gorgeous you are.

I like you in the I-want-to-discover-you-and-spend-time-with-you-though-I-know-the-more-time-we-will-spend-together-the-more-I-will-want-to-be-with-you kind of way. 

Not married. No boyfriend. Not even have a crush.

But I still have love. And so do you.

i try to <3 every letter i read, because i believe that anyone who is willing to share a little piece of their soul deserves a little love.

To whom it may concern,

I want to request something important. Can we please be more than just friends? I want to level-up, you know. As soon as possible.

Sincerely yours,
Shy girl.