So I think I’m starting to become soft again. I think my heart is overpowering my mind. I’m counting down the time until I get to see you. I’m slowly losing my balance. I’m being illogical. And I think you’re the one to blame.
I think being near you is addictive. I feel my cheeks heat up when you look at me. I feel tenfolds happier when you’re around. Like nothing matters in this world but you and your words and your humor. Like I can smile for hours and all the heaviness in my chest will disappear. Like you can tell me anything and it will still be music to my ears.
I hate to admit this but I think I am already so into you. I think when I noticed that you were nice to my friends, that was the time I decided I already like you. When you always find a way to be closer to me, I see that as a sign that maybe there can be a special connection between us. Maybe we see the world the same way. And maybe that can be a good start of something kind of nice.
I think that you’re an interesting person even when some people may find you boring. I think you have depth. I think your honesty is refreshing and funny. I think you’re someone I want to be trapped in an island with.
I like you when I’m sober or tipsy. I like you when you’re kind and when you complain a lot. I like you because your zodiac sign says you dislike everything at one point and I think you will never deny that. I like you because you make me feel so significant. I like you because maybe you see me for who I am and I haven’t been this understood for so long.
I don’t know if you feel the same way. I don’t know if I read everything very wrongly. If telling the world that I like you is a mistake. I have no idea where this is going. If I’ll still see you tomorrow or next month or next year. I don’t know so many things.
But what I’m certain for sure is that I have feelings for you right now. Maybe it’s going to change in the future. Maybe this is just a fleeting moment. But in this period of time, I’m positive that I like you. And I want you to know that.
I want to look back one day and remember that our paths once crossed. I want to make you a part of my history. I want to freeze the time when I felt your breath in my neck, when I essentially told you that you’re still young, when we walked under the rain and cared less about how we looked like.
I know that having feelings is dangerous. I can recite all the rules in modern dating with my eyes closed. But for you I will try to leave my doors slightly ajar. I will encourage myself to have emotions. To be a human being again.
For you I will allow myself to loosen up a little. And even if I’m not sure we’ll turn out to be well, I’ll still be glad that you became part of my story. I’ll feel my lips lift up to the sky whenever I see someone like you. I’ll forever remember the lightness in your eyes. And no matter what happens, I’ll never regret liking you. That I can promise.