What do I say?

I have millions of thoughts and tons to say when the faint images of you stream through my mind, occasionally. In fact, I would tell myself I’d do this and say that the next time you appear at the corners of my eye. But, like always, when you’re actually there…you take the words from my lips. The only thing I would find myself doing when we’re face-to-face is gazing, you know, staring at you but not at you -just blankly staring. In that way, your figure seems almost translucent despite it being barely a foot away. I think it’s because, when I look directly into your eyes, I start thinking, “…maybe we’re friends, maybe we’re more, maybe it’s just my imagination, but I see your stare just a little too long and it makes me start to wonder…” (Jordin Sparks - Next to You).

Haaaa -listening to old songs, love songs.