It's those little conversations that count the most.
You again. Today, I didn’t expect anything. No words, No smiles. But then, that period came around and you sat down and looked at me like you never had before. And ya know what? I smiled the hell back. We talked, and talked, and talked, and talked for about thirty minutes straight about the stupidest shit in the world. And I’m not gonna lie, I loved it. I loved someone looking me in the eyes and telling me about everyone and everything. But tomorrow, you’ll probably not look at me the same for no reason at all. I want you to know. Real bad, Like, I really wanna tell you but again I keep thinking that our friendship isn’t worth the ride. But, I sure want that ticket for that ride.Because, it was enchanting to meet you .
'Hey ya know I've never told you this before but I've always really liked you and I'd thought i'd take my own advice and tell you that. I will probably ruin our (best)friendship but you know I'm just looking for a boyfriend, that's all…'
There’s the silence. Here’s my last chance. I stand up with shaking hands, all eyes on me.