I'm not in love. I'm in adoration. I wrap my mind around, jealous comments. Jealous actions. They reaffirm all that I want to see right now. later on, those things may be the ones to make me cringe. But now, they are lift to my air plane heart. His voice, and face, make me happy the one time a week that I get to see him. The talks are on repeat in my head. Good talks, unlike the ones with guys I've had in the past. This could work, this could 'actually' be something. I'll keep everything crossed.
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