Frantically. Frantically, my heart tries to escape its rib-cage prison.
But it feels so good. I could get used to this feeling.
The constant thudding and thrumming of a hopeful heart.
And for the first time I actually smiled.
I smiled because I knew you spoke the truth. Your words not of deceit.
And thats when I knew.
I love you too :)
I don’t know what I am doing. I said I wasn’t going to let myself feel those feelings again. Especially so soon. But now I realize what I am feeling now, I have never felt before. I thought I had felt love. And I did. It just wasn’t the right kind of love. It was naive and unpredictable. I never knew where it was taking me. Can I say that I really know what love is? I think I do. But can I tell you how I feel? Will you understand? Will you stick around? I trust you. I don’t trust my feelings for you though. They frighten me half to death. To think that I’m making myself vulnerable again. That I am allowing myself to even consider a future. That scares me. Yet I find myself wanting you to get to know the real me. Flaws, scars, and all. I want you to know that I still struggle with my past. I want you to know that my favorite song makes me cry. I want you to know how I thrive off of adrenaline. I want you to know how I am terrified of not being enough. I want you to know that I want what is best for you and for you to get into the school you want even if it means that we will be thousands of miles apart. I’d stay strong for you. I’d stay faithful to you. And I’d miss you terribly. I want you to be happy. I can’t be happy if you aren’t. I want to capture the energy and warmth of your smile so I can carry it with me wherever I go and be reminded that there is always a bright side to things.
But most of all, I want you to know that I’m falling for you.
This is one of my favourite passages ever. I just wish I knew where/who it came from.
I can’t move on until you have moved on
Although it isn’t as simple as that.
I don’t know what to do with myself when you are gone.
I can’t think straight when you’re around
But when you leave I can’t breathe.
It seems as though you’ve turned into something more than a want
You’re more like what I need.
But here I stand, my head’s in my hands
I’m sobbing and don’t know what to do.
What’s love without trust?
Did it all turn to lust?
I know I can’t live without you.


