the book of my messy thoughts

I dont know what this is

I don't know what this is one bit but I know a few things.

I love being with you.

I love sitting next to you.

I love talking with you.

I love hugging you.

I love your quirks.

I Love how comfortable I am with you.

I love your advice.

I love your hair.

I love your voice.

I love our trust.

I love your smile.

I love your stupid jokes.

I love leaning against you.

I love how you love.

I love our friendship.

I love how you see the world.

I love how you look at me.

I love how you change my mood.

I love how u make me feel worth it

I love how you care about me when most don't.

But I have no clue what the actual fuck this is. I just love it but you really don't give me that magical feeling they all talk about.

But I don't feel nervous or nauseous around you I feel like its right & ok. But I can't not now so much in my life doesn't make sense already.

-me