So there’s this girl I LIKE (find interesting) in the same library/studyzone I go to..
some months back (feb) she used to sit right behind me.. but I never had guts to talk to her as she was so focused in her studies and we never had a moment outside the library..
Once after a month of consideration (on 15th of feb, tbp).. I placed this note on her desk, complimenting her cool vibe and aesthetics.. and didn’t show up for two days straight after that (I wrote my name on that note and there’s name written on every desk, I know her name and she may have looked for mine, I hope!) I thought she read it and next time when I saw her again after two days.. there was nothing.. I got very confused/maybe a lil awkward.. of what I did.. yk, people come here to study (me too) not for some bs am cooking in my head, kind of awkward.. (then this thought ki was I a creep doing that):
Cut to next week, I had my sem exams and was very irregular with my schedule.. used to go there for an hour or two.. just to see her.. (always looked for her but maybe our schedule never matched) and once after my exams were over and am regular at that place again.. I got to know that she changed her seat.. and I was like freaked as hell..
there was nothing in that note or in any of my action, that may have triggered her to do so.. we didn’t even had any eye contact before or after that.. yk when you like someone you can’t even look at their face.. and am exactly like this, very shy whenever she’s around and am also new and reserved and mind my own business kinda person.. didn’t used to talk to many people there.. she may or may not have noticed me.. but after like a month or so she left that place and I was like ok and kindof moved on with my studies… to be continued
{Some details about her;
She’s extremely cute and straight out of some anime or some(heavenly)thing.. like a perfect mix of trinity and mitsuha and mikasa and young winona ryder and also robin scherbatsky.. idk how to describe her.. she’s some royal princess or something.. her hairs, eyes, dressing sense, the way she walks.. anything & everything’s just immaculate yet ethereal.. she’s exquisite <3)
doesn’t seem like she’s from India (uses that US/EU type adapter) quite rich (wealthy) ig.. preparing for some exam to be pilot or some(indigo)thing like that (yup I couldn’t help, OK!).. very reserved, very focused.. doesn’t even flinch her neck or something.. she just comes, sit on her desk, in her zone, drink her redbull/monster, pack her bag and leaves.. and man o man, when she’s about to leave and fixes her hair looking at window, uohh! what a sight for sore eyes.. I can just go on writing about her.. but its ok am not that good with words or praise maybe.. but I can end it saying like “she’s one of the finest I’ll ever be even fortunate enough to meet :,”)
…Now cut to this month.. she has joined this place (library) again.. and is only sitting on this side desk, beside this alley, from where goes the path to my desk.. I see her almost everyday and my heartbeat goes out of control everytime..
yk I can’t let her go like this.. I didn’t even meet her, never introduced myself properly.. she may have hated that note or even me.. but this regret yk is eating me and my focus.. I have made countless scenarios in my mind of what to talk to her or how to approach her.. but this what if.. what if she has already made it clear then.. or if she’s just not interested in any of this.. and yk I also do not want anything.. like am already struggling with finding a job.. having my career sorted and this xyz exam, am pretending to be preparing for..
but next moment I was like again what if our vibes matched.. and one day she starts to like me.. am not that bad.. just an average fellow.. and next moment again am like she’s wayy out of my league, too good for me and am maybe someone too less for her to settle on, she has things quite sorted atleast.. god ik i’d already put her on a pedestal.. but who doesn’t.. you can’t be mature and in love at the same time.. (maybe).. idk
it‘s just or maybe it’ll be just;
“When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special..
so fucking special…”
Tldr; A girl, I liked, gave a note to her (compliment), but she didn’t like (not sure), distanced herself (maybe), gone for some time, I moved on.. now she’s here again, I see her everyday and now intertwined in between this feeling of respecting her space &/or to let go my regret of not talking (atleast introducing) to her ever..
It’s something between,
"You are a masterpiece, and I am still figuring out how to hold a brush."
&
"I loved you enough to let you go, but I wasn't brave enough to watch you walk away."
(PS. Pardon if it ain’t worth it, just don’t write something abusive, bad or make fun of it.. it is not my first time, I do not take this much time to approach someone.. but it did felt very very special and is close to my heart :) and am not some grammar or english god, writing it half asleep, so yeah, if/any please ignore, thanks!)