at this point I’ve accepted that I’m in love with you. That I love you despite how bad you think you look, I think of kissing you face and kissing all the hurt away. I know you won’t even feel the same, I know. And that part hurts. But it hurts a little less knowing you won’t know how I feel. I broke up with him, not only because I didn’t feel for him, but also because I knew I felt for you. You have my heart on a leash and you don’t even know that. I’m not even sure whether to hate you or not for it. I wake up every morning and all I think about is texting you. You’ve healed me, made me comfortable, and you feel like a home I can finally relax in. I love you, thank you.
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