he may not be the guy that every girl looks for.
he may not be the bad boy every girl is attracted to.
he may not be the guy where in first glance, every girl will swoon.
he's the guy everyone can talk to.
he's the guy who causes my heart to skip a beat.
he's the guy that makes me smile in a flash even if he wasn't talking to me.
he's awkward and i like that about him.
the little things he does that i observed just last year are the things that made me swoon.
the eyesmile.
the thing he does when reporting.
the way he squints his eyes to see better because he gets nervous while presenting.
he may not be the guy who's popular. he may be the guy who's pretty average.
but that guy makes me feel things i never felt before.
sadly,
i'm just an admirer. a piece of his past. his once classmate.
a girl who stares off the distance to where he is; in hopes of having the confidence to talk to him without stuttering, fidgeting, and turning away from his eye contact.
it may hurt but it's the truth. and i'm starting to believe it even though i can feel my heart shattering.
but who am i to get hurt right? there was never an us anyway.
