I love him and I don’t know how to behave with him any more. If I have to be the good friend or the girl who pleases him. I’m afraid of choosing the wrong words, of interpreting badly his acts or of being too enterprising. I don’t even know where we are there, what we are doing or what we don’t do. I don’t even know if I want it more or if what we have is enough for me. I don’t know any more what I have to do, what I have to say or not, if I have to keep him by my side or simply let him go. I am so fucking afraid that he grow tired of me, that sometimes, I say to myself that it’s better if things stay such as they are, if I take advantage only of these moments wich are ours, if I appreciate his fast kisses, his long cuddles or even his arm around my shoulders. I am lost, so much lost, that I don’t know any more if I have to hide my feelings or show him how important he is to me.
Like, I just wanna sleep, read books and find someone who likes me enough to kiss my face.
i wish this moment could last forever.