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𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬

i think he knows
the little glances I leave
that are quite obvious
when I return my glance
the small smile always shows.

i think he knows
the little notes i leave
that are anonymous
it's not his attention that i want to achieve.

i think he knows
how my heart skips a beat
whenever we cross paths
his voice without exception sounding so sweet.

i think he knows
the nods he leaves when i keep speaking
encouraging me even more
but what i don't know is

how his heart roars
whenever i adore
his eyes, his smile, his voice, his sweetness
him reading at the bookstore.

how his heart threatens to jump out
when he notices my staring
he reads the note i left
"if i were a photographer, i'd picture you and me together. "
we'd make a good pairing.

his fingers brushing against mine
threatening my heart to jump out
"you're being delusional!"
my mind shouts.

but then my heart whispers,
"you're going the right direction!"
i do not know who to listen
i just don't want to be in dejection.

but we'll never know till we try, right?
is that why i feel my heart is right?
today i'm standing in front of him,
holding flowers, shakingly but in delight.

because just as he accepts them,
i knew he knows
how i had been loving him over a decade
never had the courage but
we never know until we try, i suppose.

with a sweet smile, he repaid
as he utters the three words
that makes me want to have a little parade.
in the end, we both got the love we deserved.


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just a little side note, i have never had a crush on anyone but i feel like this is what would happen if I did have a crush.

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