I don't know you, should I?...If not, then why I just can't stop thinking of you?...Of what you might be doing...with whom you might be and where?...How come I put myself through this?
I mean I obviously am the only one who's asking questions...the only one who wants them to be answered and the only one who cares about this fake story I totally made up out of the blue...And you made it very clear that whatever it is that you're doing ...whomever you're with and wherever you are...I am the latest thing that comes through your mind or worse..;the only thing that doesn't!...Yet I am not shocked... As far as I remember , that's how strangers should feel for each other...right?..Wait..what? Why are you smiling? What was I thinking?..I've just added another unanswered question to that long list... You know what? I am not upset...Or disappointed...Or even hurt...Tonight I got to thinking about all this...I don't give a damn..I have a crush on you...When?Where and why did it happen?...(pffff) Whatever! I'm okay with you being my imaginairy crush for a while...I'm actually runnig out of inspiration...And if the odds didn't give the chance to know you, well screw them, i still can do it by myself...I'll figure out something...And that's how you , my dear, could turn into a melody...A photo...Or just my next story...
