The Presence
He's not even talking to me. He's talking with his friends and he's smiling at everyone he knows at this corridor. His friend tells him something and he's suddenly laughing. He's laughing so hard, he's genuinely happy. He's so happy. He can't stop laughing and he can barely speak because of it. He's not even talking to me but I can't stop smiling, I can't stop starring at him. Seeing him, Hearing his laugh. I'm so happy. Just his presence makes me so happy. He's not even talking to me but everytime I see him, hear his laugh, I'm falling for him more and more. And I can't manage everything I do everytime I see him. His laugh makes me fall a little harder and my heart beats a little faster. He's not even talking to me but, man, I am so happy.