this makes me fucking cry
and really it's like everything.
Sometimes all I can do is sit back and sigh and hope to god someone up there is watching out for me better than I am watching out for myself. And then he tells me I'm pretty, and I blush and feel 12 all over again. I like it. He tells me he loves me and I smile back. He tells me I have a beautiful smile and we kiss in the rain. And at that exact moment, time stopped and we were the only two people on the earth still breathing. So this is love...
I was such a fucking idealist. fuck.
Sometimes all I can do is sit back and sigh and hope to god someone up there is watching out for me better than I am watching out for myself. And then he tells me I'm pretty, and I blush and feel 12 all over again. I like it. He tells me he loves me and I smile back. He tells me I have a beautiful smile and we kiss in the rain. And at that exact moment, time stopped and we were the only two people on the earth still breathing. So this is love...
I was such a fucking idealist. fuck.