Us.
I love…
Looking for you in between classes.
Being shy in school and letting go as soon as we’re alone.
Drawing circles on your skin.
The teasing, the fighting, being competitive.
Hearing you mispronounce my name in whispers and your breath hitch whenever I lean in.
Waiting for your rare texts. Staying up late, irresponsibly.
Dancing, playing, taking long walks.
Sharing random thoughts, stories and secrets.
Feeling (alive).
When you make me slow down, reminding me this isn’t a race, even though the clock keeps ticking and we don’t have much time left.
Avoid talking about what happens next.
It’s funny how long the list of things I love is and yet, I don’t truly know if this is love.
But this game of finding out has hooked me in and I wonder if you ask these many questions.