Last night I gave him a letter I wrote to him. It was cheesy and a bit dumb. I don’t know why I even gave it him. We’re not 13 for god’s sake. But I wrote it and I gave it to him. He said he loved it and that it was awesome. That he has lots to teach me and has lots to say. I’m still waiting on his response. I’m a nervous wreck. I genuinely haven’t felt like...
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I haven’t posted in so long. But I really feel the need to write right now. Sometimes I forget why I liked him to begin with. Then nights like last night happen. Where I can sit around him and talk and laugh and be myself. Where he listens and makes me smile. Where we can have a weird conversation and at the same time flirt. I still don’t know where things are going with him. Or if...