is this something . . . or am I dreaming again ?

hey, i don’t know why i’m writing this. maybe because i keep thinking about the way you look at me sometimes... and how that one look stays with me for hours :( you talk to me like I matter !! you ask little things that most people ignore.. and it makes my heart do this weird soft twist, like maybe, just maybe… i’m not imagining everything..💭 but then, there’s silence. you vanish? like nothing happened... and i sit there wondering if i made it all up :( am I overthinking ?? am i just reading too much into small things ?? or do you feel it too ! this strange pull ?? i don’t expect answers. i just… wanted to let it out.. because holding it in makes my chest feel heavy, and pretending not to care is getting harder every day...