Today, I woke up to the chime on my phone on the nightstand.
It was you, and you said good morning, with my name.
And I smiled, even though I wanted to sleep in more. Because it was you. You were thinking of me in the morning. Imagine that.
I look at this website and go “wow, people really do feel things. People have emotions for other people.”
Because I don’t know anyone in real life that would show how much they care. What if everyone is like this to some degree?? What if people were more colorful than I thought?
You know you're in big trouble when you find yourself googling: "how to stop thinking about your crush so that you can focus"....
I want to say hi to him but I’ve never talk to him before he’s just a stranger classmate in college
crush: *says something*
my rational mind: *HOPS ONTO A TESLA AND DRIVES AWAY AT A SPEED OF 60 MPH*
I guess you not being here is a sign. Maybe that whole convo I wanted to have would've gone wrong. Regardless of my intuition abt this...it's just not possible and I need to accept that.
Distancing myself still feels so wrong though...
It's 4:20am. Soon I'm gonna tell you that I have a FAT crush on you and if you don't like that it's totally cool because it's been years and i need to get it out
You don’t have to chase love. You don’t have to question it. You don’t have to lay in bed wondering what you did wrong or what you didn’t say. Love. That’s free. That’s a gift without the expectation of payment. That’s pure happiness and sadness wrapped in a bow of let’s work it outs. That’s hugs around your waist and kisses on your forehead. It’s texts back and calls before bed. It’s the security of knowing the most vulnerable piece of you is in good hands. Because essentially your heart keeps you alive. So when you offer someone your heart- you offer them your life. You trust them with it. Don’t give yourself to the wrong people. Please know what you’re worth. Please share your heart only with those who have gentle hands.