farewell, my youth | ✓

12.

i fell in love with you one summer when you sat by me inside the car and held my hand as if your life depended on it. the grip wasn't hurtful but it was firm and that thought it itself made my stomach do all kind of silly summersault. i know you could feel my hands sweating but could you too feel that my heart breaking out of my ribcage? maybe you could, and possibly that's the reason you couldn't rub that smirk off your face.

you jerk, you knew the reaction you had on me! well, my jerk because i fell in love with you last summer (and here's to the hoping!) maybe you did too.