I’m scared to say something to mess up this moment but it’s more perfect than it’s ever been
You help me romanticize my life because being with you doesn’t make me think about any of the hard stuff and love should be easy
But it’s not
So I’m also scared to say something when you might be mad.
I wonder if it was something I said. If it wasn’t, though, am I embarrassing myself by asking?
I hope this feeling never leaves but the leaves will and so will you and I’ll be left standing under the bare branches wondering why I can’t be under the California sun on beaches like you
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