another day passes as i sit in front of my computer screen typing my echoing thoughts at you text me. i wish i knew, i wish i knew if you looked at me at saw the sparks i feel or if you look at me and only feel the familar bounds of friendship. i start to wonder if you'll ever see these and how i would react. the fear. the dread. the hope. the relief. that you would know how all along i started at you with longing eyes, never knowing if help your own longing beside your own eyes as well. if it was for me. or for another. i hope you see this, i hope you know who i am. and i hope you feel the same.