I Flew Halfway Across The World To Tell A Man I Loved Him
I should have done it when I had chance. I should’ve done it when he stood opposite me after a summer of making memories and shaping the landscape of one another’s lives.
I should have done it when I had chance. I should’ve done it when he stood opposite me after a summer of making memories and shaping the landscape of one another’s lives.
The time is now, Internet. To be young! And full of hope!
I said, I should’ve said this before, but I’ve no intention of dating anybody. I’m sorry. Let’s stop this before it starts.
We can’t do it alone
Every time we assist the subtraction, we fuel the other part of the dark voice inside, the one that says, “who are you to expect anything? Be grateful for the little that you do get.”
“When you finally accept that you’re a complete dork, your life gets easier. No sense in trying to be cool.”
I fell in love with you hard, and fast. Willingly. I was ready to love. I chose you.
I don’t want to decide here, in this pub, with the music too loud and the people too trendy, whether this will be the beginning.
Without the daily ritual of eleventy thousand outfit changes, I’d cease to ruin my morning, day after day, by getting frustrated at myself in the same old predictable fashion.
I was genuinely, totally and absolutely fine with my body, with my health, with what I saw in the mirror… until I wasn’t.