~Bellarke~ships~itself~

“If you can’t get someone off your mind they are probably supposed to be there.”

“‘It’s still him?’ she asked. ‘Yeah… And I was getting over him, I swear! Like, I would look at him, and start to feel less, but then he started talking to me again and I realized I was fucked all over again.’”

“And I wonder; did you feel the same way, at least at some point? How could’ve your sweet compliments, our inside jokes, your good morning and goodnight texts be nothing? Here it is: I like you. I know I don’t act like it, but it’s because I don’t want to annoy you by talking to you all of the time. I’ll walk by you with a head full of words and thoughts, but I’ll act like nothing is wrong. But I’m tired. Tired of being brushed off, tired of not being enough.”