it’s two AM and all i can do is think about you.

getting to know you has brought me so much joy. i’ve gotten to know your laugh and hope that i can make you do it again and again. i get to talk to you on the phone and listen your wild stories. i get your texts from first thing in the morning to the last thing at night. i even get to school early just so we can get coffee and just talk.

i like being your friend. i like the person i’ve gotten to know. but i want to know more. i like you. but i’m scared to tell you.

what if i ruin it? what if i’m hoping for too much?