I’ve ****** up my sleep schedule since talking to you, Drifting off in the early hours after Talking all day. Today I’m shaking just thinking about you, You’re still asleep, thousands of miles away. Yesterday we talked for hours and hours About everything and anything We could think of, And how much we hate how far away we are. My heart started beating faster when my phone Lit up with your name, I still feel a knot in my stomach even though you’re asleep and I’m awake. The first time was accidental But the next time wasn’t. Shamelessly flirting with a friend. (I surprise myself sometimes) And now I can’t stop thinking about you Holding me close, holding my hand, (Kissing) hugging me. **** I’m falling hard, Even though you’re so far away and I’m meant to like someone else. You messaged me first months (weeks? Feels like I’ve known you forever) Ago and we became friends, Over a tv show about an assassin that we’re both obsessed with. I can’t imagine my life without you Talking obsessively about that actress you like And making me laugh And not knowing British words (which are really hard to explain just fyi). Even though you were out with your friends, You talked me through why I couldn’t sleep for hours, Not many people would do that. This is a mess, I’m a mess, you and your cute Smile and your (perfect) stupid blue hair. </3
this is the first in a series I wrote which chronicles the beginning to the end of a friendship/crush/love.