Description
Staring into your eyes is a heady cocktail of butterflies and heartburn. Your grin is like a neon sign promising paradise, but reality throws cold water all over the fantasy. Love's arrow missed me by a mile, leaving me clutching at straws, hoping it would take a second shot. Maybe fate's got a slow song in store, one where "we" ain't just a pipe dream. There's a secret sunflower patch of feelings blooming in my chest, all "you're pretty amazing" whispers. You may be on a different road, but I'm here, the invisible cheerleader, picturing a future where the stars finally get their act together. Until then, I'll be on the sidelines, clapping loudly for your happiness and hoarding shooting stars, just in case you ever decide to switch teams. I can't grab your hand, but I'll be your shadow, even if shadows can't hold hearts. Because hey, even unrequited love has its perks - you get to live in forever-hope land, where anything's possible. So here's to the bittersweet sting of maybe, the embers of what-ifs, and the unyielding belief that maybe, just maybe, someday those stardust dreams might just come true.
Chapter 1
