Dear You,
Today marked four months of me liking you.
I saw you play guitar onstage tonight.
Seeing you enjoy your passion in life makes me happy.
It was hard not to continuously look at you.
Because you shine when you're onstage.
But also, I had a hard reality today.
A tough pill to swallow;
You;
You're so high up above me.
You're so high up above me
in space
while i'm down here on earth,
trying to catch a glimpse of the moon.
I hope one day,
one day,
I can get a ladder big enough
to climb up and catch up to you.
YOU ARE READING
Infatuation Journal
RomanceIn which I describe my feelings for you, fully acknowledging that you will never see it.
