I blame you for making me feel like this when you don't even know I exist.
I blame your songs that ripped my heart, and your soul finding a temporary resting place in mine.
Who am I kidding? I fell too deep.
I wanted to achieve your level of passion, and that wish turned suddenly to being by your side.
To lay down with you and to go to sleep while cuddling.
To hold your hand.
To make you laugh.
To talk to you about the start.
To tell those words I have been keeping so close to my heart so nobody could ever touch them.
And here they are.
"I love you"
For the first time I wrote them, and I'm afraid this won't be the last.
YOU ARE READING
Fanaa
Short StoryFanna- noun; "Destroyed in love" Sometimes you have to describe stages of your feelings just to feel a little relieved.