No matter how many times: we kiss, I still get butterflies we hug, I still ache for more we text, I still smile when your name lights up my phone we say, "I love you," I just can't get enough. Format:SecretlyBrokenAndSilentlyHoping
His eyes were what caught my attention at the start. That smile was always tugging at my heart. His laugh made my days a little brighter. Holding his hand made my grin a little wider. But it was his jokes were made me laugh, his encouragement that helped me put the past in the past, his concern that made me feel like life was worth living, and his personality that made me realize that my heart was capable of loving.
That boy. The kind they warn you about. The ones with piercings they listen to heavy music, and have long hair. That's my best friend. The one who gave me a reason to live. The one who notices when I'm not okay and when it's getting bad again. The one I'm madly in love with and they can warn me he's bad he'll break my heart But I don't think he will. They are capable of love. Those boys? They're human.