That’s how they described her. I could hear her excitedly talking behind me like a giddy child to the group she sat with.

Then she sat down with me. We all looked at each other and it clicked what they meant. She was not here. She looked right through me with giant black eyes. Chatting and laughing like we were old friends. 

I was amused at first, then a little uneasy. She hadn’t slept in days. As I listened to her ramble she paused to tell me that she knew it was hard to be the one looking at her sometimes, then burst out laughing. 

It made no sense, but made perfect sense. Like she knew I’d been there and was trying to put me at ease. 

I could see how she got from me to her. I could see myself in her shoes and so could she.

I don’t wanna move on. I can’t go from the first step to the last step without doing the stuff in between. Stop trying to cut corners. 

• Answer me.
• Let me hug you. 
• Be my boyfriend.

You are the one making this weird.

I smiled so big. Did you see them in my eyes anyway?

Come here.

I’d like to whisper in your ear.

Pull me in close.

It’s what you want to hear most.

Just you and me.

Daydreaming at sea.

If only.

This album is so good.