I love the way he makes me happy when he calls in the mornings.
I love the way I get nervous when I'm calling him.
I love the way he's there for me.
I love the way he smiles.
I love the way he sings.
I love the way he plays the guitar.
I love the way he thinks I'm weird.
I guess I low-key love him.
I hate the way he doesn't answer with a straight answer.
I hate the way I'm not his and he's not mine.
I hate the way I can't hug him when he's sad.
I hate the way I can't always be there for him.
But I still low-key love him.
💜D
