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Click hereI first saw you right before the flowers grew.
You were with your friends, I wished I was there too.
I watched you for a week.
That entire time all I could think was me and you.
You felt the most human.
It’s only you who I am true to.
Is it meant to be or stupidity?
I sit here, always imagining what it would feel like with you next to me.
How can I say I can’t when I’ve never tried?
How can I blame you if you’ve never been by my side?
You’re so close I can almost graze you.
But you’re so far, I can never see your true face.
What am I supposed to do with these feelings?
I don’t blame you but that doesn’t keep me from dreaming.
It's only you that makes me happy.
That’s why I won’t stop until I see your face.
I won’t stop until you see mine.
I talk to you every day, but you don’t hear me.
Maybe my song will be the key
I see you in everything, but you see me in nothing.
You always keep me blushing.
I have nothing to compare you to
I have nothing to offer, but I will always cherish you.
I think of you on a pretty day.
I don’t think it’ll ever be the same.
I want to watch as you paint pictures with your words
But you are still so far away.
No one understands how I feel
Which makes me feel cliche.
But I’m not going to let it die away.
You are my obsession because I have no one else .
I felt found, but in reality, it was me who found you anyway.
But I always go back to you just the same