everything is so confusing
and it's been two weeks since we last saw each other.
but it feels like it's been centuries
because
every single fucking second of these two weeks
all i've been thinking about is her.
and we're just kids.
we are never going to last.
it's gonna go down in flames
and destroy us both,
but i don't care.
she makes me happy.
i am sitting here,
crying,
and i have a cold,
but that doesn't matter.
all that matters is her.
her
and her perfect smile
and her beautiful eyes
and her contagious laugh
and the way that everything she does,
she seems so confident about, even when she's not.
and i don't care anymore,
if it's wrong and if i go to hell
because
she makes me feel alive.
