eris
I am a coward. I refuse to make the first move, I refuse to speak up myself. I wait for you to look at me, to think I'm nice enough to approach. But you'll never do that, because who likes a coward?
I am here, as I always am. Mustering up the courage to tell you I like you.
A boost, how appropriate this word is, I'm sitting here, not knowing what the hell to do now that exams are over, and I'm thinking of all the things I've been wanting to do while I couldn't. And yet none seem so enticing as sleeping.
I need some coffee to get me going. A caffeine boost.