If I need to back off, please tell me. I don’t want to scare you away… for someone who has been around for such a short period of time, it’s amazing how much you mean to me already. I hope things continue and progress. This could be something great, you know?
You kiss me and I see stars. My head starts to feel like it’s full of helium, and everything but your eyes simply fades away. Don’t stop.
(Source: weareallstarstuff, via wescalou)
You scare me.
I’ve let you in.
I am at your mercy.
We sold your truck and bought you a motorcycle. It took a few hours and lots of frustration to drive 30 miles back. With anyone else, this might have been a night full of anger and cussing, but you have this way of making things an exciting adventure. It’s a night I wouldn’t take back if I had the chance.
I like you a lot.
But I know you don’t want anything more than what we’ve already got, so I’ll try not to make you feel any pressure from me.
I’m sorry if I’m coming on too strong. I’ll take what I can get.
Here I sit, headphones in and websites open, tweaking away with a website while you do your homework. Nostalgic music rattles around in my skull as I struggle to think straight. I’m trying and failing to work on the websites I’ve been getting behind on.
A trillion thoughts, but no words for them.
This is what you do to me.