u/DsarrayedPandemonium

I felt drawn to you since the first time I saw you. Even though we never spoke. Even though I was not supposed to. I tried to keep my distance, and did so rather successfully I might add.
Until then they made us talk, and until we never stopped.
By now we could fill a book with all the words we shared.
And yet I still have a thousand questions and more, want to know every tiny little detail about you.
But I’m afraid; Afraid of my feelings not being real, afraid of yours existing only in my mind.
And most of all, I’m scared of what happens if neither one of these fears turn out to be true.