We don’t talk more than necessary.
It took me months for my first word.
I got addicted to you when I fell in love with your writings.
I can’t define this relationship between us.
I lost control over myself.
I was hoping I would play a prominent role in your life to perfect our friendship goals.
My mindfulness failed to perceive you.
Not your companion, but I wish you could reckon me as one.
I found it hard to get away from you.
I am aware that
I was fighting a losing battle.
Still, I don’t want to give up on you, as I am concerned about you.
I was searching for a reason to stay, trying to while away time for further delay.
You can see my eyes reflecting the valuable prize.