It’s always been you. The one I need to be with, the one who holds my heart. The one who crashed into my life, by opening a door too quickly. The one that continues to pull me under in a serene tide, sweeping me away. The one who makes my heart stop, breath catch, stomach melt. I want you to take me under, hold me. Let me break down in your arms, and let me slowly fall in love with you, as we spend hours laying in bed, talking about nothing.
Because, with you, nothing is everything. I want to know what throws you, what frightens you. And I want to be the one to make you happy, to dry your tears and hold you through the night. I want to be the one you fall asleep thinking about, and wake up desiring.
But, this won’t ever happen. I can’t have you. Five months. That’s all I have left with you. Please, do me a favor, and be mine for the next five months? Let’s not think about the end of the time we have. Let’s just think about tonight.
Because, boy who almost hit me in the face with a door, I’m falling in love with you. And I don’t know what to do.
<3 The girl you almost hit in the face with a door