So five days passed.
We were talking every day from evening to after midnight, about everything. I was making sure every time we talked to remind you how I feel about you.
When I made sure that you got it, I started to slow things down. You know, you don't have to rush anything.
Especially love. Because love is a process.
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I brought up the conversation about going for a coffee. I really wanted to meet you in person. You said we can go for a coffee whenever I could due to the fact I had school. But you had also your work so the only time we could have gone is after 9 pm.
It was kinda late, you know for a school girl to go out at that time. And with a little strict parents too. But we said we were gonna arrange to hang out on a Friday or a weekend.
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Just few days and you had no idea how important you were to me. I'll say it again, you weren't my way out, you weren't my back up plan. I didn't text you because I knew that you were there, that you were gonna answer.
I hope you didn't think that.
I didn't even have in my mind that we would have started talking again.
I just texted you that day to let you know my feelings about you. But I had no idea how to explain it right to you. So, I was just telling you everything I was thinking. I may looked like a crazy to you, but I was telling you the truth.
You might have asked me about what I was thinking at that moment and my answer would automatically be "you". No hesitations, no retreats. No need to hold on, I wanted you to know. I am not sure but this may scared you.
Forgive me if I fall for you too hard; I tend to hold onto the things and the people who feel like home.
And trust me, you felt more than a home to me.

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Me and You
RomanceThinking of you. I don't know if you feel the same. I just want to write down what happened between us. Not a story with fantastic characters. Me and you, this is our (or mine?) story.