A fool in love
I went from, “I’m so in like with him” to, “I really, really, like him” to, “Holy shit, I think I’m falling in love with him” to finally, “Fuck, I love him”.
Love is scary, and a massive shock to the system when you realize it, or in my case, finally accepting the truth after denying it for so long.
I know that if I don’t roll with it and push him away I’ll regret it forever and be filled with what-ifs, so I’m going to accept the free fall and everything that comes from it.
For once I’m going to let down all my walls and allow myself to be completely vulnerable, and I’m terrified. But regardless of the outcome, I know I won’t regret a thing.
















