It's your turn

Being me, I'm bound to write about the people I'm close to. Their good, their evil, I try to put them into words instead of putting it out there. I guess it's my way of containing it. My way of being obsessive towards someone. And I guess now it's your turn. 

It used to be only glimpses of you and unwanted stares. Now I sometimes crave for touch and sneak around for the sight of you. 

I see good in you. But here's the thing, It's all good and it's terrifying. You've shown me sides of you that so far I'm liking. You care for the people who no longer care for you. Your obliviousness and innocence I guess what makes you so clueless and kind. 

I speak so highly of you, Im scared I'd have to take it. I'm scared you'll prove me wrong. 

But I look forward to anything with you. The sudden video calls during classes. The sudden invitation to lunch. The gossip sessions over the people around us. 

And I like myself when I'm with you. I'm better. It's cliche, but it's true. I'm honest with you and even to myself. I can ask you absolutely anything and tell you everything. I can tell you the truth other people refuse to tell you. 

You are good. You are kind. Any harm to you only breaks my heart and I'm here to prevent that from happening.