It's very strange for me to think that someone feels or think of me the same way I do them. Romantically (and I guess sexually) that is. Like, I don't think anyone would miss my taste or smell, think of me at random times, like the happy face I have because of them. But, surely, if they love me like I do them, I'm not alone in some of these feelings, right? I feel weird, obsessive, or stalkerish feeling that way, even when I know I'm not even close to those extremes. It just feels like in prying into such a personal thing. So I'm not to comfortable with telling that person I'm thinking about them, or missing those specific things...that is, unless I like or love them so much, I need them to know. It's that I love them enough, I need them to know the true me, so to know if who I really am will scare them away, then I can let go of them if that's the case. But I hope it's not and they turn to me and say "me too."
{Sorry this is late}
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