"No," I told him. And I meant that.
I'm happy with who I'm with right now and things are going amazing.
She listens to me and is so genuinely curious about me and about life.
She checks in on my mental health. She doesn't shy away from my nightmares.
She reaffirms that I am safe when she senses that I am getting paranoid at the store.
She treats my friends like they're family. She loves to bake them treats.
Her family treats me like one of their own. Her dad said he trusts me.
She helps me become a better person each day. I try to do the same for her.
Sometimes, I love her so much, not even the tightest hug in the world
could get me as close to her as I want to be.
I love her. She loves me.
And we tell each other that everyday.
She's in all of my dreams. I tell my best friend.
How can I have the best day of my life with a person I love so much,
and then come home and fall asleep and dream about someone else.
For God sakes, I never even dated her. I never even had the chance to kiss her.
How is it possible that I am still dreaming about her when I love somebody else?
"___ ain't the one hunny. We just think about the ones we didn't get closure from."
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