my head knows the answers to most questions, memorizing facts and information is easy, but i lose all intellect when he speaks. suddenly all the reasons i have for not feeling anything, all the “smart things” to do escape me, and i find myself answering different kinds of questions: get-to-know-you questions that i know are only leading one place. but the flip my stomach does every time he asks me how my day was, what my plans for the future are, what kind of music i like, and what i’m doing now makes my head know that there’s no avoiding this one. this one will hurt. because even though my head is smart, good god, my heart is stupid.
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 6:20 PM UTC
my head knows the answers to most questions, memorizing facts and information is easy, but i lose all intellect when he speaks. suddenly all the reasons i have for not feeling anything, all the “smart things” to do escape me, and i find myself answering different kinds of questions: get-to-know-you questions that i know are only leading one place. but the flip my stomach does every time he asks me how my day was, what my plans for the future are, what kind of music i like, and what i’m doing now makes my head know that there’s no avoiding this one. this one will hurt. because even though my head is smart, good god, my heart is stupid.
so there’s this boy...
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