Dear Mr Saul

I've watched him for months .

I know what time he leaves for work .
I know which car is his .
I know he locks his door twice .
I know the sound of his footsteps in the hallway .

His name is Damien Saul .

My neighbor .
Thirty years old .
Completely unaware that I've already made a place for him in my life .

I've tried telling myself it's only a crush .

It's not .

I don't want to admire him from across the hallway anymore .
I want him to look at me .
I want him to think about me .
I want him to need me .

And if wanting him means crossing a few lines....

I'll cross them .

Dear Mr. Saul,

You don't know it yet...

but you'll be mine .

🖤🖤🖤