I keep writing about you but it never comes close to what I feel. Well maybe thats because you make me feel something I can’t explain. My whole day gets better when I see your smile. My heart beats so fast when I hear the sound of your voice. My whole body shakes when you’re close to me. Everytime I look into your eyes I get lost in the darkness of them. I don’t know even know if I love you but you’re all I want

Maybe we’re all just looking for someone who cares enough to try. Someone who has never had the best memory, but remembers the little things about you. Someone who has always been a little shy, but opens up to you. Someone who has never been good at keeping a conversation going, but can’t shut up around you. Someone who hates driving on the highway, but spends hours on it to get to you. We’re not hoping to change them, no, we’re just hoping to matter enough to them.

The illusion of you is so familiar I feel I’ve known you all my life. You are unavailable, aloof, maniacal, cold, and I am in love with you. I thirst for your destruction, for fall on your knees, irreparable trauma.

One day you lose something, and you say: ‘Oh my God. I was happy. And I didn’t even know it.’

Getting no message is also a message.