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#2 // 22 March 2015 i thought twice, i thought thrice before i sent you "hi" 30 minutes passed before you replied words upon words, into sentences into paragraphs into everything about you about me about life 2 hours later we spoke on the phone 3 hours long into the wee hours of the morning i laughed at your stories, and your horrible pick up lines it didn’t take long for me to breathe you in compliments, pick up lines, unspoken messages hidden in our actions you held me in the way i’d always dreamt of your words, your eyes, your arms, you i never thought there would be another one (in the way you took me in as whole, the way you saw me as complete and enough) i saw the red flags, i heard all the sirens flare up but i’m never good at listening to myself it was wrong, i knew, and i didn’t care, it was wrong, i only wish i knew how wrong it all was it was wrong, just like my entire existence and maybe i should’ve cared i want to love you but i am afraid i want to love you and i am afraid (and) it might be too late |
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