What if

I saw you walking by today. Your hair was longer and you might have been a little taller. I want to chase you but I couldn't, I don't know what to begin with if I face you so I just let you passing by and I still couldn't speak.


If I ever get a chance --- I'd love to tell you that I miss us very much. and it kills me day by day just to look at you without having a chance talking to you. and it hurts even more to see you just walk away. YLGMH


I keep thinking of how much I love talking to you, how good you look when
you smile, how much I love your laugh. I daydream about you off & on, replaying
pieces of our conversation, laughing at funny things that you said or did. I've
memorized your face and the way that you look at me. I catch myself smiling
again at what I imagine.


Yeah, whatever