Dear Soulmate,
Ever since my eyes noticed how breath taking you are when you smile, my plans changed. This is too early for me, but you make me wanna lose control over my feelings. Why is that? It’s like you weren’t part of the plan but still I like the fact that you happened. That you came.
But every time I try to picture you beside me, there’s always this voice inside my head that tells me to stop. To get a hold of myself and shake this feeling off before it gets messy. It sucks because now, you’re the reason why I look forward to tomorrows. After quite sometime, I find myself smiling again just because I got a text or something. And I find myself wondering about the possibilities of this so-called “you and me”. You make me wanna write songs about you, make me wanna like give in to whatever bizarre adventure you wanna try. I hate you for making me feel like this. This wasn’t part of the plan. But you make me feel things I thought I’ve already forgotten about. And I’ve no idea how you make me both happy and sad at the same time.
It’s like I want you to know these things but at the same time, I don’t. Cause what if you find this creepy or like what if this would kill all the beautiful things that might happen in the future? But like what if this would clear things up and you’d tell me you feel all these for me too? Just so you know, I am not a fan of this particular thing that I’m feeling right now. I find it weird and scary. But with you, it’s different. It’s like you’re an exception. Goddammit, what did you do to me?
I want to talk to you everyday. I want to hear you sing. I want to see you smile. I want you to read this. I want you to not see this at all. I want you to know. I want you to tweet about me. I want you to blog about me. I want you to say my name and smile for no reason. I want to know about your day. I want to talk to you on the phone. I want you to call me. I want assurance. I want you to stay. I want you to be happy. I want to see where this thing goes. I want you. Damn it, I want you.
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