you told me that I don’t ever have to be nervous around you. I feel so comfortable around you. you make me feel so alive. I still have butterflies in my stomach seeing you every time.
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you told me that I don’t ever have to be nervous around you. I feel so comfortable around you. you make me feel so alive. I still have butterflies in my stomach seeing you every time.
we look so cute omg 😍
Awesome.
Maybe it's you all along.
Why am I only attracting black guys? This ain't cool niggas. Where da asians at?
If you want me, let me know.
Cause we’re drowning ourselves in mindless actions but never words that may actually mean something. Stop running in circles for a few seconds and tell me how you fucking feel. Because whether you would like to admit it or not, you feel something. So just grow a pair and admit it. I’m not waiting around forever.
You reoccur in my dreams in fragments of surprises. A bittersweet taste of who you were and what we had. I would love to forget you, your touch, your smile, the way you said your quirky “hi’s” that as cliche as it sounds, would have my heart literally jump out of my chest. I can still vividly remember each little crease beside your brown eyes when you would smile. The sudden twist of words struggling to stumble out of your mouth. How your fingers would grasp onto things so tightly as if you were afraid it could run away from you. But you were the one running and I stayed in the same place where I belonged; with you.
Seattle held the place of where you first made my heart melt into a burst of colors that blended into the millions of lights the city emits. It’s you, it’s always been you.
Not sure if they were just lyrics and if they weren’t, I’m probably the last person that would be able to change your mind since I don’t know you in real life… But please don’t go. Stick around… Please?
I’m sticking around for the fruit roll ups and tacos.