When baby queen said “I want to take you to a rock show, kiss you in a bathroom stall, I want to tell you that you’re mine, push you up against the wall” she really nailed it
I want to go places with you neither of us have ever been before. I want to see your hometown, and all the places you touched before I knew you. I want to show you where I grew up, the places I loved that made me me, and drive past the places I was hurt without a second thought. I want to show you what it’s like standing in a foot of snow, and take you to my favorite coffee shop in the mountains.
You make me want to go back to all the places I swore I’d never return to, just to see them for the first time through your eyes. I want to travel the world and see things I’ve never seen before, next to you.
I’m not going to tell you any of this. This is just a crush, I say, over and over again. This is just a crush. It’ll go away.
All things pass, but not always on their own. This one has passed, after the painful ordeal of vocalizing my feelings, unrequited.
But I’m in that boat again, like I just can’t resist this sea. A different siren calling to me, but on the same familiar waters.
