Dear stranger
I am so happy today, overjoyed.
I found a picture of you, it was online.
You were standing next to your friends and smiling so wide, like it is the only thing you've done your entire life.
I remember that day when you smiled at that girl, and even thou you're smiling less in the picture, I'm still overjoyed, for I've finally found something to look at.
It is a blur, I still can't figure out the color of your eyes.
It appears a little black and yet a little golden.
I'm getting more confused, I knew not, that it was the color of the moon.
Your hands are casually leaning against the back, and you're black shirt is making you look more paler than you are.
You still look so glorious, so wonderful and beautiful and I still look like a child, cut out of a dirty magazine.
But I'm so happy, oh so so happy.
I've been looking at this photo for the past 2 hours and I think I can't have enough.
I think I'll finally sleep tonight, now that I have your photo by my side.
I wonder if this is what your photo can do, I wonder then, what will happen when I finally have you?
