My mother doesn’t like tattoos. She says art belongs on a wall. Well I say no one, not even my mother gets to tell me that I can’t be a masterpiece.
Seeing you again after all these years made me believe a person can fall for someone twice, or possibly even a third time. Just one look. One stare. One encounter at the right time, at the right place. How you can still feel that heart race, even though there’s no longer any chance of ever rekindling any sort of romance because of how events from the past fell and shattered your future. Every single time I see you, it’s like I’m reminded of the love I still have that never really left.
do you ever just get a vibe that someone has a crush on you and then you’re not sure if they actually do or if you’re just really really self-absorbed