Simplistically Whimsical

You will fall in love with someone who’s cold and always seemingly pushing you away. When all is said and done, they will be forever known as the one person you couldn’t get to love you. Unfortunately, it will hurt and sting worse than the good ones, the ones that chopped up your meat for you and picked out an eyelash from your eye and were nice to your mother, because love often feels like a game we need to win.

I’m scared as hell to want you. But here I am, wanting you anyway.

How odd, I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.

Let no one think of me that I am humble or weak or passive; let them understand I am of a different kind: dangerous to my enemies, loyal to my friends.

And the smell of your clothes is like the smell of my home.

But I just wanted her in my life. I had fallen in love, even if she was still finding her way.