I will indulge in the tone of your voice
as it summons the butterflies brushing
inside my chest. For few a seconds I
will breathe your image from my sight
in hopes to preserve you in my memory.
I want to document that moment,
When I witnessed your mind, lightning quick, merging with your clever soul. I was completely in awe of your passion, a typhoon unmatched in power — especially by my own minuscule creative waves. This is when I realized I felt…
Can I, for a moment, feel this pleasure?
Am I allowed to?
And for how long?
Since when did this start?
And in any capacity, I wonder
If I deserve to feel this kind of feeling
Towards someone as amazing as