People notice.
The way I look at you when you enter the room; my eyes light up with joy and a smile is already well spread across my face.
The way I talk about you when you aren't around; talking about those small moments we had together during a short amount of time.
The way I look for you in a crowded room; turning my head in every direction until my eyes settle upon yours and we both smile.
The way I talk with you when you're having a conversation with me; it's playful, innocent, and a little bit more enthusiastic than a previous conversation I've had with someone else.
People notice. It's not a bad thing. Some find it interesting, some curious, and others confused.
Our "bond" is nothing more, nothing less.
However, I must ask, do people notice what you do too?
YOU ARE READING
Written in the Paper
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