There's this space between yes and no.
Between a nod of the head or a shake.
It's after you confess, "hey... I like you”, and before the other replies.
A kind of limbo of ticking bombs that makes you feel like you might explode.
But it also makes you feel safe.
A space where nothing has gone right just yet, but nothing has gone wrong either.
A mixture of eager anticipation and fear.
A happy, in-between where nothing is built or destroyed.
Nov 28, 2017
Nov 28, 2017 at 3:00 PM UTC
There's this space between yes and no.
Between a nod of the head or a shake.
It's after you confess, "hey... I like you”, and before the other replies.
A kind of limbo of ticking bombs that makes you feel like you might explode.
But it also makes you feel safe.
A space where nothing has gone right just yet, but nothing has gone wrong either.
A mixture of eager anticipation and fear.
A happy, in-between where nothing is built or destroyed.
