1. The Late-Night Thoughts

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I can't stop thinking about her. Every single night it's the same. I just fall in love over and over again. I listen to love songs and every time I close my eyes, she's the first person I think about, but she has the love of her dreams and there's nothing I can do about that. I'm just so so glad that she's found her dreamboy, but just.. I'll never get over her. It makes sense too because she was the one that broke up with me but damnit, I still love her. Every time I'm around her my heart still gets jumpy, and just I feel all weird inside. She keeps telling my that I'm an important part of her life, and it just makes me happy to hear even that. I just don't know anymore, I think I'm just a hopeless romantic at this point, haha.
I stashed my notebook away in my bedside table, providing a pat on the drawer for extra measure. I left my hand there for a second, stuck in thought for a bit. I then returned my hand back under the covers, as I hugged my pillow. A small smile plastered on my face as I had a slight daydream of what could've been possible. And it only seems to be at night that I feel this way, oddly enough.. I wish I could just tell her how I felt, but I don't want her to hate me for it, y'know?
     I then paused for a moment. What if she had walked away? What if she were just to get up and leave without giving me an ounce of a trace as to why...? I shook the thought and resumed to my daydream. She loves me, I thought. There's no way she could do that to me! I chuckled lightly. Slowly, I slipped into a wondrous spell, waking up the next morning to my alarm.

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