Sitting on the floor, just the two of us.
I just told you about how I don't know how to love myself,
and you promised you'll stick with me,
through the learning progress.
I'm falling for you,
falling so hard.
I want to hold you close, hold your hand.
You hugged me on the floor,
and then put your hand on my knee.
I held your hand. You didn't mind.
And then later? You called me cute.
I felt like my heart was gonna explode.
I don't like catching feelings,
the previous time didn't go well.
I am scared that history might repeat itself,
scared to be vunerable.
Dec 18, 2021
Dec 18, 2021 at 11:41 AM UTC
Sitting on the floor, just the two of us.
I just told you about how I don't know how to love myself,
and you promised you'll stick with me,
through the learning progress.
I'm falling for you,
falling so hard.
I want to hold you close, hold your hand.
You hugged me on the floor,
and then put your hand on my knee.
I held your hand. You didn't mind.
And then later? You called me cute.
I felt like my heart was gonna explode.
I don't like catching feelings,
the previous time didn't go well.
I am scared that history might repeat itself,
scared to be vunerable.
ha ha well. :)
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