Love Seen Throught Glass

<p><strong style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>I never meant for curiosity to turn into this.</strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Moving to New York for college was supposed to be my fresh start. New classes new friends new everything. But then there was him-my neighbor across the hall. Older confident always catching the light in a way that made it impossible not to look.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>It was harmless at first. Just me watching through my window wondering who he really was. Until the first day of class-when I walked into my math lecture and saw him at the front of the room. My professor.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>I should stay away. He's the one person I can't want. But every glance every word every text message we shouldn't be sending pulls me deeper in. The line between wrong and irresistible blurs and I don't know how much longer I can pretend I don't feel this.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Because the truth is I think he sees me too.</span></p><p></p>