Trying to read people is like taking a trip through an ancient library
There's so many categories that there's no need for labeling
Instead, it's better to go in with an open mind, and accept each book for what it is
Sometimes, you meet books that are so open and obvious,
That there's no need for reading at all.
These are the refreshing ones.
And you can't stop smiling when you chance upon these.
Occasionally, you see ones that are so rich and deep
That reading becomes complex and impossible at times
These are the interesting ones.
And you are charmed, hopelessly smitten with these.
You put in much effort to pry them open
But there ain't much chances
And you are always left wanting more
Your lack of ease around people, especially those you find charming
Makes it exceptionally tough for you to get to know these rich books
You want to be sociable and the person you are around close ones,
But you can't.
You don't think 'shy' describes you,
But you most definitely are a bundle of nerves when it comes to these kinda things.
You can't speak
And the floor's your eyes' best friend.
Sighpie.
Nothing has started,
Nothing ever will,
but you are so attracted to him it's driving you mad.
It's just a crush. It has to be.
But how is anything ever gonna happen if I don't ever gather up the courage to tell you what I truly want to say?
How is anything possible if I'm always waiting for you to start conversations, and keep it going?
Even though, every word you say will be recorded in this brain of mine...?
...My eyes are on you, my friend.
And they aren't going anywhere soon.
Posting this takes so much courage it's crazy
It is my wish to get to know you as a person
For there to be more time together
Not to jump into anything, not to indulge, not to rush it
But it is my wish to get to know you better
Because I'm really liking what I see in you
And I want to know if it's an idealized portrait I painted of you
Or are you really that wonderful a person.
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