I don't understand how I get so fucking attached to people

I have a really complicated fucking road ahead of me.

It kills me to not be laying next to you.

I’m the kind of girl that when I have a crush, I think about holding hands. I think about laying next to eachother and imaging you brushing my hair behind ear. I imagine you playing with my hair and kissing my forehead. I think about staying up late just to talk about nothing. I think about cooking together and pretending we’re on Chopped. I think about being comfortable with your friends and you feeling at home with my family. I think about driving, and catching you smiling at me from the corner of my eye. I think about how our hands fit into eachothers. I think about getting stuck in the rain and running throufh the puddles like children. I think about the little things that make up the big things. The genuine moments that make you fall even more in love. Thats what I want and thats what I see in you.