Him

He's so beautiful. 

He's the kind of beautiful you want to just stare at forever. 

Smiling at him almost seems like a crime, because I could never match that beauty. 

When he looks at me in the hallway, my stomach turns. 

I'll never forgive him for that. 

For walking past my life on a daily basis. 

There's so much there.

Between us.

It's one of those undeniable attractions. 

We walk to the same beat.

We both smile down at our feet.

If you said there was no tension, you'd be blind.

It's one of those rare connections that's hard to find.

Simple words can turn into complicated feelings.

Tomorrow, he'll look at me again.

And I'll smile.

And he'll still be beautiful.