I've been having a bad case of hypergraphia for the last six to twelve months. School, work and general laziness held me back from writing anything of actual quality. Finally had a visit from an old friend, Insomnia, and as per expectations her visit put me in a reflection mood at 3AM on a Saturday morning. With nothing better to do, I began typing.
Just going to leave this piece here for archiving purposes.
So here's the thing: I met this girl. I never expected to be this close to her. Eventually, she became my bestfriend. All I know is that when I'm around her, I have this funny feeling of having butterflies in my stomach and I'm very happy to be with her. I get excited when I see her or when I hear her name. Am I slowly falling in love with this girl? I think I am. But the scary thought of telling her my true feelings is haunting me every night. Not knowing what might her reaction be. Will she tell me she loves me too? Or will she turn around and walk out of my life for good? I'll never know the answer to that unless I take the risk.