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There's always a hesitancy when meeting someone new for the first time. You wonder if this person is worth your time or worth your doubts. I never experienced that with you. I always knew you were the one. From your smile, to your rosy cheeks when you get embarrassed, you have always been the one.

Is it wrong to say I've established a connection with you, while you have no clue who I am. Maybe I wonder how it may feel holding you tight and close in my arms in the silence at night with only the sound of raindrops on the window.

I don't know what it is but I guess I just feel safe with you holding my work in your hands. I trust you won't ruin me, you won't judge me. And trust me, there are points in my life where I judge myself. I'm judging myself right now, because why spend hours, minutes, seconds of my life writing to someone who doesn't even know my favorite color? (Its green btw)

But I think you're worth it.

Enough about me. How are you? How's your day? I hope you're okay. And if you're not I'm always here to comfort you. Just because I'm on the side with the pencil doesn't mean your story doesn't matter. Maybe you'll write one too, about our days together once we meet, or if we meet.

Just know I'll always be here if you need someone to talk about your day to, or cry about that hard class in school or just to rant to. You can always open my cover, over and over, until one day you won't. Because you don't need to.

And that's okay.

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