She’s running out again

When you were here before, couldn’t look you in the eye
Just like an angel, your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather in a beautiful world
I wish I was special, you’re so fucking special

You know how when you see someone, &then your heart skips a beat? You choke on your own voice. You’re not even sure that you’re breathing &your train of thoughts go all haywire. &then she’s gone… You forgot what you were doing before you saw her. You took a moment to find your ground. Your friends are waiting for you to come back down. Damn, such extraordinary moment, I thought I’d only dream of. But it happened to me today.

I’m learning that there’s something I can’t go without

Sneak preview a bit la eh

“Come on, he obviously felt something for her.” … Idk how to tell them about our connection, like certain phenomena, it resists analysis and proofs. There are different times during the day when I absolutely know he’s thinking about me. I feel like he’s summoning me, silently telling me how much he longs for me too. I keep thinking of what he said to me: “We’ll know when the time is right.” … “You’re sick from this. Look at this - your poor arm. It’s like a stick. She’s not eating. She’s living off her guts.” “That’s not love.”