I’ve been a bit caught up with other stuff lately, so I haven’t really had the headspace to approach anyone. And the funny thing about approaching is, once you stop for a while, this weird hesitation creeps back in.

There’s this girl who lives near me, and somehow, purely by luck, I keep running into her. It’s happened four or five times now, passing each other on the stairs, locking eyes, exchanging a quiet “hi“ and then just walking past like nothing happened. Every single time I thought about saying more… and every single time, I didn’t.

Of course, I regretted it later. Now I’m low-key hoping I run into her again, just to get one more chance.