I think I love everything about you. Is that possible? Even when you do stupid things that piss me off, I think it somehow makes me love you more. I don't understand, it's infuriating that you don't answer your phone half the time, and when you do you send the shitest one word responses more often than not, but then I think about it later and it just makes me think about how present you are when we're together. You're never distracted.
I'm always distracted. I can't stop thinking about a hundred things at once, all of the time, and most of those things are about you. I think about the way your hair ends up in your face when you're sleeping, how warm you are all of the time. I think you kiss me every time you see me lately, and every time you walk out of the room. I'm pretty sure I blushed just because you touched my back as you passed behind me yesterday. You must have noticed, I don't know how you couldn't.
I feel like a mess every time I'm with you now. I wanted to just love you in secret, but it's like the rest of me didn't get the memo. It must be so obvious, I feel obvious. I feel like every time you look at me you must be so close to figuring it out. I'm scared every day that you're just going to ask me if I fell for you. I don't think I'd be able to lie.
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