Young Love

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I wanted to walk away

push you like I pushed them

thank god you held me

I know I'm difficult to love

you said I'm pretty and I laughed

I asked if it was sarcasm

you looked at me with hurt in your eyes

as if I had just called you ugly

you said you loved me

and I asked why

you said just because

I am so used to hating myself

I couldn't find a reason for you to love me

you listed everything I dislike myself for

you said you love me for all of that

I asked are you crazy?

you said "cliché, but yes, crazy for you"

then you held me by the arm

looked into my eyes as if asking for permission

I nodded slightly, tears lining my eyes

you pulled me closer,

one hand steadying me, on my waist

one along my cheek, caressing my collarbone

your lips on mine

the taste of evening coffee

with the tears from both of our eyes

where the hell have you been hiding for the first seventeen years of my life?


*manifesting this for me*

I've scripted this someone follow it. 

my fav that I've written so far. <3 

hopeless romantic stuff. 



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