November 5, 2015
Hello, if you're listening. Last night I was watching you across the room. You still slap your knees when you laugh. I like that. There was a lady who came in and you followed her with your eyes for a good 10 minutes, I counted. You never approached her though, and I wanted to ask you why when it was so obvious you fancied her. You kept to yourself after your friends left and you were looking around for someone you know, you saw me, considered saying hi, but didn't. "That chapter's ended," was what you said a year ago.