"You know this person?" She asked to you.
My heart clenched as my gaze never left your beautiful caramel brown eyes, anxiously waiting for you to reply her question.
My head flooding with nothing other than the images of how I have touched your ski...
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Love is blind.
My whole life I had heard them say this out loud, the world. And I laughed at them, at that pathetic illogical notion they claimed to be true.
Little did I knew that karma will hit me hard in the form of you.
Kim Taehyung.
My love. My dream.
Did you ever knew the things you did to my heart?
I dreamt about you literally every single night by now. It was blissful. But what scared me was how my dreams of you didn't end even with me waking up. Even while wide awake it was all you I could think of. It wasn't in my control, I swear. And it was turning worse day by day. Silently, I hated this inevitable influence you had on me.
And I wondered that was this the same for every one who admired you? Was I no different from them?
I close my eyes and I see you blossoming in my thoughts. I fall asleep and I see you wandering in my dreams. You had both the key and the lock into my heart, my brain and my soul. You owned all of me from the very first moment I laid my eyes on you.
I know. This is toxic. Extremely unhealthy to both my brain and my heart. Because the more I fell for you, the more I felt inferior and unworthy, as I compared myself with your high standards, some thing I never did in my life before.
You were an entire ocean of multiple galaxies. And I was just a lonely midnight star. Tiny, unseen, unwanted.
You were the absolute best. You deserved the absolute best. Which was absolutely not me.
Still, that didn't stop me from wishing.... some where from the corner of my suffering heart.
Love is blind. Evidently.
It has been almost a month since I came face to face with this bitter-sweet fact. All thanks to you.
Yet, you still had no idea about it, about me.
Damn it, you didn't even had the knowledge about my existence in this blue-green planet... though we breathed under the same sky, though we went to the same campus, though we crossed the same path.
You were completely oblivious to my existence. I was a no body. And to be honest, I didn't want to change a thing about that.
I was okay with being a ghost, watching you from afar, without interrupting your precious life, your valuable time.
It was not like there is anything special enough about me for you to know or to make you amuse of.
At least I'm not in your list of those annoying fan boys and fan girls who stalks and stares you like hungry vultures and drooling hyenas.
