#1, #2 and #3.

#1

it just feels good to be around you.
you're infectious.
i mean...i guess you're the way you are to everyone.
so i can only assume that everyone finds you infectious.

it's unfair, because i'd love to stake the claim to feeling that the most.
but, yea. i just can't.

i know that there're issues.
it probably wouldn't look too good on paper because of it, but...
when did paper ever play a part?
when did logic ever play a part?

i mean.

there's got to be more than just the rational involved in things like these.
otherwise, there wouldn't be things like these in the first place.

i wish you'd say something about it. you know how i feel.
you know what i'm thinking.
i know you know. it's just too obvious.
i wish you'd help me out with it.

if you don't want it, say no.
if you do want it, then...tell me.

time won't wait.

#2

there're possibly a hundred ways to say it.
but it all boils down to this:
"i want to start something with you".
that sounds awful, doesn't it?
it's like a dirty little secret shared between two people.
it sounds sordid.

intimate.
personal.

however;
isn't that how it should be?

why won't you say anything?
where are you?

half a world away?
staying on my street?
silent?

alone?

how overly dramatic.

no one's really alone. i know you're not.
you're surrounded by people.
i mean.
i hardly know you. i mean...
i bet that there's something special underneath.
and i don't mean that.
coz there's definitely more to it than that.

i'm fumbling here. i don't fumble.
i am not a casanova.
i'm a simple fat, chinese kid who just speaks better english.
who'd...like to know you better.
i mean...no one really knows anyone.

but still. it'd be nice.

where are you?

i wish we could talk.
this feels absurdly one-way.

#3

people can't be described in single words. single words don't do people justice. single words don't certainly do you justice. you're far from perfect. but so's everyone else. you're normal. you're human. you're certainly you.

i won't put you on a pedestal.

i won't shower you with love and affection.

i won't buy you expensive things.

i won't call you silly names.

i probably wouldn't even bother you with calls every night.

but what i would do would be to give you the support and respect you deserve.

sounds so serious, doesn't it? so...mature.

maybe i should retract it all.

i'm here.

i'm waiting.