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I don't know when it started, but I realized one day that I would think about you more and more.

At random times and with no reason at all.

Like while stuck on traffic, I would imagine your eyes crinkling at the side as you try to control your temper.

While crying or laughing over a scene in a TV series, I would suddenly wonder if you would have liked it too. Or if you have already watched it before I did.

Or while having dinner, I would sometimes worry if you're still out working late as usual.

I think about you too much.

And it scares me.

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