certified_aashiq
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I don’t think you realise how often you become a thought without even trying.
Sometimes it’s just a song playing in the background, and suddenly I’m wondering what you would think of it. Sometimes I see a colour you like, a place you would probably enjoy, or someone laughing the way you do, and somehow, there you are again.
Funny, isn’t it..
You don’t have to be around for me to notice you.
And I don’t really know what to call that.
Maybe it’s admiration.
Maybe it’s just the quiet habit of caring about someone from a distance.
I don’t need you to notice me back.
I think I had rather keep it this way. The little things, the passing thoughts, the moments when I secretly wish you could see yourself through my eyes.
Because if you ever did…
you had probably understand why I keep finding reasons to look twice.
You never notice the things I notice about you.
Like how your face changes when you’re genuinely happy. How you sometimes smile before you even realise you’re smiling. How you look away when a moment gets a little too honest.
They are small things.
Probably meaningless to you.
But somehow, they stay with me.
I think that’s what I like most about admiring someone. You get to love the details without needing to own them.
I don’t need to be the reason you smile.
I just like knowing that somewhere, sometime, I got to see it.
And maybe you will never know how many ordinary moments became a little special simply because you happened to be in them.
There’s something peaceful about admiring someone without asking life to make a story out of it.
You can simply be there…..
Sometimes it’s just a song playing in the background, and suddenly I’m wondering what you would think of it. Sometimes I see a colour you like, a place you would probably enjoy, or someone laughing the way you do, and somehow, there you are again.
Funny, isn’t it..
You don’t have to be around for me to notice you.
And I don’t really know what to call that.
Maybe it’s admiration.
Maybe it’s just the quiet habit of caring about someone from a distance.
I don’t need you to notice me back.
I think I had rather keep it this way. The little things, the passing thoughts, the moments when I secretly wish you could see yourself through my eyes.
Because if you ever did…
you had probably understand why I keep finding reasons to look twice.
You never notice the things I notice about you.
Like how your face changes when you’re genuinely happy. How you sometimes smile before you even realise you’re smiling. How you look away when a moment gets a little too honest.
They are small things.
Probably meaningless to you.
But somehow, they stay with me.
I think that’s what I like most about admiring someone. You get to love the details without needing to own them.
I don’t need to be the reason you smile.
I just like knowing that somewhere, sometime, I got to see it.
And maybe you will never know how many ordinary moments became a little special simply because you happened to be in them.
There’s something peaceful about admiring someone without asking life to make a story out of it.
You can simply be there…..
