He gives me butterflies in my tummy and it’s weird. :3
It’s weird because when I think back now, it seems like everything was just a blur. I look at photos and I feel so distant.
"Who was this guy and how long did I know him for?"
"Ah, we must not have known each other that well."
It says a lot about you when you can sleep easy while my world is in turmoil and you don’t seem to give any fucks.
I thought I was ready but I realize now that I am too scared to be back in the place I was before. If everything goes to hell, I don’t know if I can handle it. That amount of pain will crush me. Can I learn to trust? To have faith? To endure through the change?
I once heard that
is the heart of love
as time passed
many things came
hand in hand
the smiles of those in pain
the colours that filled black outlines
dreaming dreams of lies
and that of life and death
and for the first time
the worries and fears
will be reason enough
It’s night like these where I’m too tired to overthink and I just ponder about how life ended up like how it did.
Always thankful for the chances I get for the people I meet, the places I go and all the memories made.
I overreact and express my emotions too openly… I let people in that I shouldn’t. Say things I shouldn’t. Do things I really know I shouldn’t. I trust people that I thought could be trusted. It becomes he-said-she-said and nothing was ever meant the way it was supposed to mean. My concerns becomes bitching. My caring becomes shit talking. I’m not saying it’s other people’s faults, I’m saying I should just stop caring so much in general since other’s take my feelings as gossip.