You’re so confusing. Honestly. There are times when I feel at ease with you and speak my mind, and be myself and we have a laugh. Then there are moment when butterflies are all that squirm in my stomach.
When I think I’m over you, I’m not. When I’m not supposed to be over you, I am. You’re always haunting my mind when someone mentions something that connects to you. I can literally sing Katy Perry’s song to you: You’re hot and you’re cold, you’re yes and you’re no, you’re in and you’re out . . . because you know what, that’s all you are. A yes or a no of many thoughts.
So here I wait for you to whisk me away. And here I stand, wondering if I had made a mistake when I moved on. Did you ever like me? Was I ever in your mind after I left? Should I just have told you? Let me tell you fact number one I learnt about crushes: you never stop thinking about them ever. Even when you’ve moved on because there always is a million what if’s in your head.