Time after time, I always come back to you, to the thought of you and me. I wish youโd know how often I think about you - but I know, you donโt think as much about me
To be honest, I wish I could relive this period of time again, get to know you better and show you a better version of myself, creating a possibility of โusโ
I donโt know how to Organise my thoughts regarding you. All I want right now is to see you and just spend time with you - hoping to figure out what all of this really means, what all of this could be
Somehow, itโs always you. I always come back to the thought of you, the thought of โusโ. What we could have had. What we could have become. But Iโve thrown โusโ away, the slightest moment Iโve forgotten about you
Thereโs still this desire to get to know you better - the real you. I never crossed that line of getting closer to you and I have a feeling that this circumstance still triggers me
Looking in your eyes, it felt kinda intense, kinda puzzled. I wish I could have told you, that I would love to kiss your lips in this moment, if I could.
I wish I could find out, whatโs going on in your mind. Yesterday, I wanted to push you out of comfort zone and tried to get closer to you. Donโt know if I crossed a line.
Itโs hard to understand your behaviour, when I can clearly see, itโs not your decision you just made. Itโs hers. Thanks for nothing, I guess. #midnightthoughts