Thinking of you.. Seeing you.. Just knowing you are near... the rhythm of my heart always changes.
In my mind there's this this mysterious, gentle depth about you that I have not forgotten.
Funny those words. Those, stupidly annoying words...
I have not forgotten.
I miss you. Every moment of everyday. I wish you could hug me, and tell me it’s going to be ok.
Hi, can I return these feelings? I don't want them anymore. I just don't like them. Thanks.
your name slips out my mouth like i was born to say it. like the puzzle pieces have come together. it feels so natural and right. i like your name. i love it.
I just want to be close to you.
I want to run my hands through your hair, I want to give you the biggest hug and have you hug me back. I want to just? Talk to you? I love it when we do, and wish we talked more. I want to be someone who listens and laughs with you.
Do you see me? I mean. I know you do. But you *see* me? Is this accidental eye contact we make a mutual thing? Are you seeking me out? When I enter a conversation and you start running your hands through your hair, is that nerves?
I don’t know. I want to know.
I want to do something about these annoying persistent stupidly affectionate feelings.