He was someone that I have never met before. He was someone I never knew existed. Although I know that I have quite said that before, it was so overused - yet the same time, was so true.
It was his eyes which never failed to express his delight. His lips which were reddish and glossy even without any aid of any lippy. His hair which seemed never distorted and stayed as it is. Or was it his built which was very toned? Or his gestures which expressed whhat he feels every second? I don't know. Maybe it was his totality.
Dear not-so-anonymous-Crush,
Perhaps I could already assure myself that I was incredibly amazed at how you came to glue my eyes upon your very presence. My heart was never easily captured by anyone yet you have done it at its every right. Your presence delight my nerves and so I long for it even when you turned back for only quite half a second. I cling to you as bees to honey. I search for you like a bird finding its nest. At everywhere I seek, I seek for your glimpse -- it was you that I have always imagined. It was you that I have always searched. I thought this was one of my plentiful daydreams, but it was not. I knew that this was genuinely subtle. You pass by the hallways and I dream for a second that we bump each other. You were there in my area and I dreamed for a second to talk to you for awhile yet I have not the courage in mustering up my humongous confidence in talking -- to you. A girl talks to you and all I want to do was to pull that girl's arm so that she wouldn't have to. I stand before my grand performance and you appear on my side and bade me good luck with your glittering eyes and endearing smile. I came to grab the judgment and you pass by me and flick me your praise. The following day you search for me, and here I am before you. You smiled, and I did too. We exchanged glances. Exchanged smiles. Exchanged emotions.
Perhaps this is the start.
From,
Still-Thinking-She's-Anonymously-Anonymous
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