I love being horribly
straightforward.
I love sending reckless text
messages and telling people I love them and telling them they are
magical human beings and I cannot believe they really
exist.
I love saying "Kiss me
harder," and "You're a good
person" and, "You brighten my
day."
I love being as straightforward as possible.
Because one day I might get hit by a bus.
Maybe it's weird.
Maybe it's scary.
Maybe it seems downright impossible
to just be -
to let people know you want them,
need them, feel like,
in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold
them,
touch them in some way whether it's your feet on their
thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or
your heart in their hands.
but there is nothing more beautiful than
being desperate,
and there is nothing more risky than
pretending to care.
We are young and we are human and
we are beautiful
and we are not as in control as we think we are.
We never know who needs us back.
We never the magic that can arise between ourselves and other
humans.
We never know when the bus is
coming.
