10:12 p.m

I've been thinking a lot about this guy lately. Let's call him R. He's a really nice guy, really sweet with a smile that just RADIATES happiness. And even though I haven't really spoken to him all that often, I'm becoming a little obsessed.

Well, no, not obsessed. At least, no obsessed in a freakish stalker-in-the-night kinda way. I just think about him constantly. Him and his radiating smile. I hoard them whenever he flashes one to me. It's not an aesthetic thing, it's just his expression. There's no hint of a smirk on his face, no sarcasm. I don't even think he's capable of being sarcastic. R is the type of guy who's so ernestly good-natured, so unabashedly sincere and real, it's almost child-like, but in a good way. I envy him. Really, I do.

It might sound like I've got a crush on the guy. Maybe I do. Maybe I'm completely head-over-heels in love with a guy I barely know. Or maybe I'm just desperate for a boyfriend. Whatever it is, I dream of his smiles and hope that one day I'll have a smile as genuine as his.

Signed,

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