Fuck I think I’m falling in love.
What is love? Is it that fuzzy
feeling I get every time I see your name? Or that tingle down my spine every
time someone asks me how you are? Could love be that stupid grin I get when you
say my name? I honestly don’t think I know what real love is. I’ve spent too
many years faking my emotions that I’m not entirely sure as to what this might
be.
This online
thing is so confusing me to me. Sometimes I feel like I’m getting played and
others I feel like I could be perfectly happily being your man for as long as
you’d have me. You honestly scare the shit out of me. I don’t want to be a game
or a test for you but sometimes you make me feel like as long as I can have a
little bit of you I wouldn’t mind what you did to me.
Being
in an online romance I feel stupid sometimes for how my heart races because of
you but there are other times when it just doesn’t matter to me. You make me
feel like I can be someone important. I guess what I’m saying is in July I may
not be able to let you go.
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