𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅? | ✅

I was lonely, you were drunk.

I liked the way he kissed me and the way he was biting his lip to keep himself from smiling after we kissed. Then he finally gave in and smiled like an idiot and gave me another quick kiss while I'm just staring at his face, emotionless; because there's still this huge hole in my chest. And I hate it. I liked the way he confessed his feelings for me. But I kind of feel sorry because I know that I cannot reciprocate it. I liked the way he was holding my hand so tight like he's afraid I'm going to run off and leave anytime. I liked the way he was making all these plans and I'm the one he was picturing himself with. It somehow made me smile and feel warm inside but it also scared the shit out of me because I almost believed all those things he was telling me that night.