long term.

our conversations.

they are random but always memorable.

a childhood crush, full of embarrassments and heartbreaks.

spilling my heart to him, was a bad idea.


i know better now.


under the streetlight, 

you look so…so…there’s not even a word for it.

the silences that aren’t so awkward but get me nervous.


reminding me of the love stories in the books i read.

the smell of each other and our likes and dislikes.

the crushing reality when time seems to stop…

but races at the same time and you think to yourself,

“where did the time go?”


the moments that i live for.

the moments that i imagine in my head.


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