Listening to: call && return
Feeling: zonked
Glance out the window. Eyes searching.
{{Can you see me? Can't anyone see me?}}
I won't look away, I'll let our eyes catch. I watch you walk away, I watch you turn. Watch you open you're door.
{{I won't turn away, I won't blush && look down this time.}}
You disappear through the door. Uncaring.
{{Why can't you fucking see me? All I ever wanted was for you to see me.}}
I adore the way you write as well. The way you express your emotions is something I wish I could master.
As for the book proposal, I think we should write one together. Then we could both be pretty damn cool.