Fatal's writing bits

you.

Oh, you.
You made my heart beat faster. Made my smile wider. Made my days brighter.
But now, you
You make my breath hitch. You make my stomach spin. You make my eyes glow with a type of fear and curiosity no one else could give me
You are nothing like them
And yet
You are so similar

I keep every "i love you" stored in my brain, even if you say it too much
I hold onto it, knowing that one day it will all be lost
I know this won't last forever
But, god, I'll hold on until my knuckles turn white and the tears start to fall because; what else can I do?
I know you won't love me when I discover my feelings
It will be too late
I would have waited too long, wasted your time with all the explanations and the high expectations

I long for the moment; the second, that we will love each other the same amount at the same time
I long for the flower crowns in the fields, that you always talk about
I long for the late nights together, smiling just because we can
I long for the reality.

I long for you.
I long for me.
I long for us together, even if I have to pretend.
I long for the side glances or excitement and happiness, I long for the watching movies early in the morning, I long for the holding hands as we wander through the woods
I wonder
Will this be you and me?
Or will this be you and the person I wish I were?

// weeps in I don't know what type of writing this is