No matter what time it is, where I’m at, or who I’m with, I always end up thinking about you. Your name on my tongue tastes sweet, but bitter: feeling like you belong there, but knowing that you don’t. You’ve been on my mind more times than there are minutes in a day because honestly, you’re never far from my thoughts. Because I can’t go an instance without thinking, “oh, she’d like that” or “oh, I wonder what it would be like if she was here,” and that’s how I know I’ve crossed the line. Liking someone is easy, maybe a little complicated, but admitting you like someone is a hell of a lot easier than admitting you love them.. But I don’t. It’s not possible.. Right? Because even though I don’t know you, when I’m in your presence my heart floats and I feel at ease. Because even though I don’t know you, I feel like you’re the beat in my heart that’s been missing. Because even though I don’t know you, I might be in love with you.
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