I love...

So many more people I love. Or maybe just like. Who knows really? There's the guy a good few years older than me. He's goddamn fucking hot. Every time he passes and smiles my whole world lights up. I can't describe it. The fact that he's one of the nicest people I've ever met makes it all the harder. But what makes it hardest is the fact that he's taken. But I'm beginning to think it's not love, or even lust, on my part and that I just like him as a guy. Which would be good, because realistically he's too old. But I can still look at him. I can still smile everytime I see his name flashing up on the screen of my phone when he calls. Because it's little things like that that brighten up my day. That get rid of the monotony and make even the worst situation enjoyable. His looks, his personality, his style. He's cool. And the fact that I know him. That I chat to him. Well, that's good enough for me.