I wouldn’t mind being someone’s priority. It wouldn’t bother me to have someone who makes time for me. I wouldn’t be angry if someone decided to love me unconditionally. If someone wanted to cuddle me that’d be okay. It’d be alright with me.
whom elseth wants to date but also not really. like it sounds cute and i want Love but i don’t want to actually try to find it. dating is scary and people are disappointing, but i also kinda wanna make out with pretty ppl, hold hands and do soft things. why does my brain do this to me.
Six months of being away has made some of my feelings for you die down. But, I think a part of me will always love you. Even though I will never say it to you for many reasons, I can’t deny the fact that you were my first love. You were the one that made me realize that I was not the person who I thought I was. And for that, thank you.
i miss being in a relationship and staying up late on the phone or laying in bed with one another wide awake just talking about nonsense in the middle of the night while holding each other or rubbing your thumb along their hand. i miss surprise dates and staying in for movie nights or just running errands together because that’s time spent together and getting butterflies even when you text them.
i’m lonely and
i don’t know how to make
it sound like poetry
it’s just that i used to fall into friendships.
it’s just that most days i want to fall into
my bed or
and these bones are too
fragile for show and tell
and i’m like muesli with worse mental health and i don’t want anyone to look at me except that i want everyone to look at me and i don’t know what to say i don’t know what to say i don’t know what to say to anyone anyway and last year my best friend