That when I randomly cross someone walking down the street, they look back at me and hope for me to look back.
That when I smile at a stranger, they remember later in the day and smile for no reason.
That when I strike a candid conversation with someone, they later tell their friends that what a great person I am to talk to.
That if I ever randomly get noticed. And if I am later remembered.
That when there is a friendship budding somewhere, they feel good about it. Look forward to talk to me. May be blush a little.
That when I am blabbering about anything and everything under the sun, they notice my silly, small habbits. The way I get shy away to look into their eyes. Or get anxious when they try to compliment me.
That if they get a feeling of void when I am not around. Wanting me to be there. By their side.
That when they are in a middle of a task or a conversation, something reminds them of me and they wish for me to be there.
That if a thought of me can get someone butterflies in their stomach. Or probably just a small smile on their face.
That if they have some memory of me, And if they play that memory on repeat in their head. Over and over again.
That if they skip a beat or get jitters before talking to me.
That if they plan and practice for the conversation they want to have with me.
That if they think that I am the best kiss they have ever had. The most romantic one, probably.
That they wait for the moment we sink into each other. And when we do, they pray for the moment to never end.
That if they think of letting go their high walls when with me. Or peep into mine.
That if they feel comfortable in my arms. If they want to be held forever. Or have the courage to hold me.
But we all do. Don’t we?
Probably this is all that we wonder about. Lust over!
And that’s my Wonder-Lust!