I guess the first time we looked into each other eyes, was when I was in my yellow PJs? I looked into his eyes, I definitely got his attention, words were nearly coming out from my mouth. Then finally he spoke, with attempt to break the soon to be awkward silence, unfortunately the funny thing was that his speech wasn't addressed to me. What a shame. I tried to break a smile, but he just looked right through me, like a was some ghost of christmas past. At that time, it wasn't lust or love or anything, just someone you feel that you've got the potential to be friends with. Sadly, being the anti-social one (seriously not my fault, just coz I missed one party invitation, man!) I never got to know my flat-mates back then.
Till today, I don't know exactly when or how I finally got to successfully got him to notice me. By the way, it wasn't planned or anything like that, it came naturally. I always feel a sense of comfort, and my heart melts for him. He's somehow always on my mind. And I love the fact that, he notices the little things I have or do. I wish to know him better. I need more than just my imagination.
With all my heart
M
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