You told me that you have honestly seen us together.
Now, I have something to fight for. Now, I won’t mind waiting. Because now I know that I have a real chance. Even if not now, you can see us together. Eventually. And that’s enough to keep me in love. Enough to not give up, even it takes time.
With every word you say, I fall more in love with you.
If we never stop talking, I might explode. Human hearts aren’t built to hold this type of love. But it would be worth it.
I would rather explode with love from talking to you than shrivel up from lack of love without talking to you.
You talk to me about her. And it hurts. A lot. Because I know I love you more than she does. But you can’t see that. I pretend it doesn’t hurt me when you talk about her. But it does.
The only thing that gets me through is the hope that we will be together someday.
Some might call it pathetic. The way I think about you.. Talk about you.. Talk to you.. Wait for you to get online..
I just call it love. <3
Some people say that teenagers can’t experience the feeling of being in love. That they don’t really know what it means. How it feels.
They obviously don’t know how my insides feel when I talk to you.
So.. I am kind of crazy, head over heels, leaving me breathless, absolutely butterflies in the stomach, 110% in love with you.
We planned out our lives. We say we are going to get married. We joke about living the rest of our lives.. together forever.
I’m not sure if you realize this or not, but I’m serious.
So I fell head over heals. Don’t forget, you are the one who tripped me. I just hope you catch me.
You’re my best friend. The one who makes me laugh when I don’t even feel like smiling. The one who makes me feel secure when I’m scared. The one who I’m completely in love with.
