Lines in my head

Maybe I`m just overthinking,

I give significance

the hearts under my picture

or the “incredibly beautiful” compliment of yours.

Why do I replay the moment when our eyes met,

The times I can`t fall asleep?

I can`t help myself:

deep inside I hope you will make a move.

Maybe it`s just all in my head,

you`re the assembled puzzle of my fantasy,

a thought which creeps through my mind over and over again.

I wish you would find me

I`ll be here wrapped in thoughts of you.

Gál-Máté Katalin XII. R