Awkwardly yours
I never meant to trip over my own feet, let alone his heart, but there he was, always in the wrong place at the wrong time, yet somehow making every moment feel like it mattered. I don’t know if it’s his smile, the way he looks like he knows all my secrets, or the way I can’t stop noticing him even when I try to act normal. Being around him is a mess, a thrill, a disaster all at once, and somehow I think that’s exactly why I can’t stay away now. Every awkward glance, every accidental brush of hands, it all builds toward something I’m not sure I’m ready for... but maybe, just maybe, I’ve been waiting for it all along.