And then I wonder.

When will it be my turn?

I can see it happening, can see it maturing and growing. The intimacy, the closeness, the sheer proximity. It's developing into something that will drive me mad and I'm starting to think that I'll go blind with jealousy.

I had no idea I'd end up caring so much.

I want that closeness with someone too.



It's the little things that get to me.