Didn’t see it coming tbh

When I first saw you, I was a wee lil kid. Mind you, I was 18, but I was still a kid. So were you, but you carried urself like a grown up. You were confident, intelligent and had clear skin. The girl of my dreams. I used to longingly glance in your direction. You probably noticed; I wasn’t very subtle lol.

Unlike you, I had no confidence or wit. Couldn’t approach you unless you needed something from me first. And when you used to say my name, my day would light up, and I would try my best to let those moments linger a little bit more.

These emotions grew as the days passed, and I even came out to people just so I can talk about how much I like you. As more interactions with you piled up, I thought one day I’ll be close enough to you.

But alas, 4 years later I found out you were racist lmao.