this semester was the most chaotic, complicated time of my life. this blog proves that to be true.

thank god you arrived to put me back together.

you showed up with your smiles and north face hoodie and your kindness, and god, let’s not forget your smell, and you restored something deep within me.

i’ve been feeling broken for a long time. i’ve been feeling unloved, i’ve been feeling betrayed, i’ve been feeling worthless (emphasis on less)

you arrived and i’m grateful you did.

you are a little taste of magic, for me. you are ideal. you’re probably too good to be true.

love usually is.

but for some reason, i’m ok with it. i’m comfortable with it. i am nervous about it. i want to flirt with you. i want to cuddle with you. i don’t want to hurt you. i don’t want to cross either one of our boundaries. i want more, and i also want exactly what we already have.

where have you been this whole time?

where have people like you been hiding?

where have all the good people gone?

i found you in the most unlikely, unlucky, unfortunate place and i’m sort of mad about it. you’re a diamond in the rough, but i can’t reach you for long.

i’m grasping for you knowing that eventually i will have to let you go.

and god, i really don’t want to.

i’m falling. maybe i’ve already fallen. and when you’re ripped out from under me, i’ll be flailing once again. i’ll be broken. i’ll need to heal. i’ll be in pain. i’ll be suffering.

but you know what? for the first time? i have no doubt,

absolutely none

that you are worth every little bit of it.

let’s keep going.

shall we?