To the boy in the bookstore with the bandana.

I should have said something.

Had I foreseen that I would find a boy in a bookstore, I would have come alone.

Once you had gently walked past, I couldn’t help but hid my face in the bookshelf.

People, too many people - how was I supposed to approach you?

Everything was fine, until I saw you.

I should have said something.

Something, anything,

Even a single word would have been enough.

Everything was so quiet when I saw you, yet still it was too loud to utter any words.

You were so perfect.

Out of all the things I could have thought about you, you had to be perfect.

Unable to fathom that when you were still there.

Alas, I should realise, you are gone.

Gone, forever, I suppose,

And not a single word spoken.

I should have said something, but

Now, the time has gone.