Self Known

Do you remember me? The girl who watched. Waited. Hoped. Prayed.   Do you remember the words we shared? Our exchanges. Glances. Nods. Gestures. Do you remember what I looked like? The dull color of my eyes. The height difference between us. The freckles on my nose. Do you remember what it was like to see me? The sharp inhales. Steeled glances. Small smiles. Do you miss me? I miss you. So much. It hurts. I wish I could have stayed. I wish I could have gotten to know you better. I wish I could have said   the things that were on my mind. But I kept my mouth shut. Something I regret, even months later. Do you regret? Part of me wishes you do. Part of...

A year ago, today, We saw each other. We said hello. We nodded. I smiled. You stared. Then I walked away. I miss you. I still love you. I hope you can say the same. One year later, We could see each other. We could mumble our hellos. We could nod. You could smile. I could stare. And this time, I promise not to run off again. I miss you. I love you. Could you ever think the same? Today could be the day, The day we spill it all. We could say hello. Nod. Smile. And stare. Maybe never letting go. Do you miss me? Did you love me in the past? You didn't let me go when you could? Today, I am sorry. But I can't move on. Just one hello. One last nod. One more shared smile. And I'll go. If I can. ~ today, i could see you || don't let {me} go thank you for reading my dramatic, romance-y, writing. i appreciate it. <3 xoxo, Rose

"Let's have a staring contest." He pipes up, glancing toward me. I raise an eyebrow, wondering what this means. "Okay." I say, hesitantly. I look around at the few others gathered around us. My eyes rest on him. Then her. Then on the our siblings nearby. They are engaged in their own conversation. It is just us three. I steal another glance at him, noticing his eyes are still on me. What is he thinking? "Hey, have you ever heard about the time I--" She starts, but her voice is cut off. "Well?" I blink. It is so unlike him to ignore her. I nod silently, signaling I'm ready and trying not to show my surprise. I think she huffs, but the only thing I can focus on are his deep brown eyes that grow wide as they stare back at me. My heart beats fast. Faster than it should. We stare, unblinking, at each other. I feel as if I've entered my own world. I open my mouth to say something, when our eye contact is broken. By a pillow. I put...