If you are going to fall in love with me, it’s only fair that you know what you are falling in love with.
You are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my stubborness, my inability to trust, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my need of being treated like a child at times, my overactive tear ducts, my kuromi obsession, my tendency to be too clingy and my erratic behaviour/temper. You fall in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams, and how I’m a hopeless romantic at heart sometimes.
But, you are also falling in love with the way my eyes will smile when I’m with you, the way I brushes my fingers through your hair, the way I caress your face, the way I’ll text you in the mornings just telling you I hope you have a great day. You’re falling in love with the occasionally humorous and/or heart-provoking things I say, and the way I blush when you lovingly into my eyes sayin "I Love You". But to me, the most important thing will be that you are falling in love with me, despite my thinking that it is impossible.
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