I have had too many words fill my mind, too many thoughts fill my heart, and too many tears down my cheeks, so that I am left with no more ways to express how much I adore him, every stupid little thing about him and yet, he will never even think about the space I occupy.
life is crazy, I hate hormones and currently hating emotions. I have thought of a billion poems to express the things I think about him, none ever feel like enough 🥲 I think I've had enough of life