(little strawberry fields 😭🍓)

Ringo watches you from across the studio, his gaze fixed on you as you laugh at something Paul just said. Laughter fills the air, and Ringo, with a slight smile, tries to remain calm. He's always been the quiet boy, the one who doesn't cause trouble, but this time the knot in his chest is impossible to ignore.

He has tried everything. The small gestures, like buying you a coffee after recording, or staying a little later just to share those conversations with you about music and the simple things in life. But every time he looks like he's about to confess how he feels, you find yourself distracted, drawn by the magnetism of Paul or John. And who could blame you? They have always been the ones who capture all the attention, with their overwhelming charisma and that spark that seems to light up any room.

Sometimes, he remains silent, watching your eyes shine when Paul tells you one of his stories or when John plays the guitar and looks at you from the corner of his eye with that intensity that only he knows how to handle. Ringo feels a pang of jealousy, something he had never experienced before meeting you. Because no matter how hard you try, it seems like you always end up looking towards them, while he remains just the friend who is at your side, but never at the forefront of your thoughts.

"Hey, my love, don't tell me no." Mumbles to himself, as he promises that one day, maybe, you'll realize that he's always been there, waiting. But until then, he will continue to be that someone who loves you silently, waiting for a moment when you can finally see him.