It's been a while since I've seen him smiling and I couldn't help but do the same thing. I can't explain how happy I was when I saw him that my heart feels like it's about to burst from joy. Like a kid who just got her favorite toy, the smile in my face doesn't fade. The more I look at his eyes, the more I realize how much I missed him.

Then it hits me, how much I actually adore him.

The smile in my face faded, as the truth slowly sink in into my mind. I want him.

I want him so bad that I know I'm just gonna let myself fall into the trap of loneliness because he's unreachable. By admiring him, I was slowly loving everything about him, all his mannerisms, the way his eyes sparks when he talks about the things that excites him, every little detail about him.

I thought maybe he's just really my ideal type, but no. I don't want someone like him, I only want him.

They say, if you really like something there's a chance that you can get it if you want it so bad. But in this case no matter how much I want him, it's too impossible.

I just wish he'll end up with someone who'll love him the way he deserves to be loved because I know he's worthy of it.

Even if I'll never be that someone.