The electrifying feeling I get every time we touch. The butterflies I get in my stomach every time we hold hands or hug. The way you look over at me when you catch me staring. The beautiful smile that appears on your face when you see me. The way you run to hug me. The way you fight so hard to sheer me up when you see that I'm having a rough day. The way you force me to talk to you about things when the last thing I want to do is bother you with my problems.
The way you feel safe talking to me about almost everything. The way you act shy when I compliment you. Your awkwardness. The way your blue eyes tell a story that no one has heard you tell before. The fact that you make sure I know you care.
The way you push me out of my comfort zone and make me explore, even when I'm terrified. The way you support me but still tell me when I'm doing something stupid. The safety I feel when I'm around you. When you constantly reassure me that you love me just so I know, even if everyone else hates me I still have you.
The way you try to protect me from getting hurt. The way you calm me down from a panic just by talking to me. The way you make me promise you things to keep me safe and happy.
I could go on forever about the ways you help me and the way you make me feel. These are feelings I've never felt before with anyone. I've never gotten the real butterflies that everyone talks about. I've never had someone who fights to keep me smiling. Because of you I'm trying to get clean and fix myself. Because you made me realize that although life may suck now, there's better ways to handle it. And there will be a light at the end of our dark tunnels.
I have never wanted to protect someone as much as I want to protect you. I feel as though it's my job now to fight to protect you and keep you safe and happy. I want to help you heal from all the pain you have been going through. I want to show you things you've never seen before. I want to take you places and go on adventures with you.
Maybe this is just a hopeless crush... But I can't help hoping that something might actually happen. Maybe someday you'll give me a real chance.... Maybe...
6 May 2018; 11:21 p.m.
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Letters to You
RomanceAll these things I've felt for you. But I've never told you. Count less nights I stayed up worrying about you being safe. Many break downs because of self doubt that just the thought of you helped me with. Someday maybe I'll really tell you... Maybe...
