confused. unsure. feeling queasy. many butterflies in my stomach. frustrated. yearning. love.
too many feelings altogether. a bit too much, i think. all because of one human being. a fantastic human being, maybe all too fantastic, not even worth myself.
quiet. all i hear is the silence. so many words we say, but never the right ones.
it's messing up my mind, too many nights spent thinking about it. 2 AM. 3 AM. 4 AM.
tell me. just tell me. because i don't want to think anymore. no, overthinking is the right word.
i write all these for me to keep. but i don't know if i can tell you all of this. i'm still fucking unsure.
messed up.
april 2, 2016
YOU ARE READING
\falling\
Randoma collection of my thoughts. my thoughts that are caused by the person i love. "i only write when i'm falling in love, or falling apart."
