a million people and a million thoughts- post 21 tori

A million different things are happening to a million different people at this second.

At this second, someone just realized they were in love; maybe they panicked, maybe they smiled, maybe they called their best friend to tell them the news.

At this second, someone was just left; maybe it was a small kid watching their mom leave, not realizing they won’t return, maybe it was a lover crying as their supposed other half left.

At this second, someone was just accepted to college; maybe they called their parents, or maybe just wished they could.

At this second, someone just heard a heartbeat; maybe it was a baby in the womb and maybe they cried, maybe it was their own as they were caught in a lie.

At this second, million different things happened to a million different people. But none of that matters does it? Because I wasn’t thinking of those million other people and those million other things that happen when you looked at me. I wasn’t thinking of much at all.

I was only thinking of you.