wistful smile.

We met.

Feels like a fate to me.
I never thought I would get close to you.
Know you more.
Your likes and dislikes, your music, your point of view.
I never get bored in talking to you.
My day felt like hell whenever I didn't talk to you, honestly.

It was so nerve-wracking the first time I told you "I like you"
There are doubts because it was my first time feeling that way to a person; you.

I was wrong.
Not because I like you.
I was wrong because I approached you like this.
I wonder what would happen if I approached you differently.

Would we ever get closer?
Would you let me know about yourself more?
Would it be better if I didn't say anything in the first place.

Out of all people, why you?
I wonder.