For a minute there I wanted to kiss her. But I don’t know if it was the liquor coarsing through my system or simply being caught up in her happiness.
People want to tell you to let down your walls, give her a chance, stop being afraid. But what they don’t realise is that you aren’t afraid to love, or to be hurt. You just have everything you need already and you’ve been doing so well on your own for so long that you don’t know how to need somebody else.


















