I would love to talk with you.
I would love to have your full attention on me.
I would love to hear your opinions and thoughts about everything and anything.
I would love to know what you are doing.
I would love to know your feelings and your way of thinking.
I would love to hear about your problems.
I would love to support you to get over it.
I would love and love and love some more.
But still I can't get any of this.
Because just like the difference between night and day, my glances are different from talking to you.
YOU ARE READING
Glances
Short Story'Let fate play its game and time conquer its slaves.' In which a girl shares her secret with the world. ------------------ My favorite drink is water A very special THANKS for the lovliest @lovelylahey- for the most amazing cover. #979 in ShortSt...
