Notes &
Denial of Un-Lasting Love
I want to feel her breathe with my body, and love her with the first look. I want to hide and pretend she is the one and not just the next. I want to spend months wasting my life being happy and then weeks convincing myself I never really smiled. I want to love her like a teenage girl loves every guy with the right smile and the right line. I want to believe in us blind, without any logic, I want her to be my religion.