There are a million and one things I need to do right now and being stubborn with you isn’t one of them. So I’m stopping. I’d love for you to stop too. Please don’t not stop.
Double negative.
Just like I will never not feel loved when you hold my hand.
Just like I will never not miss you when I wake up to Brand New Day.
If a double negative is a positive, and a double POSITIVE is just extra positive, does that go to show that everything is better in excess?
Probably not, because too much ice cream gives me a stomachache, but I think you are an exception to that rule, because I honestly can’t get enough of you.
Puke.
If you were here listening to me, you’d mime gagging into the nearest trash can.
You think I hate cute things.
The truth is, I’m kinda a sucker, even though I hate to admit it.
The truth is, I love you.
I and love and you.
(no longer are those just the words dancing around in my head and my mouth. No longer do I have to swallow them before speaking. And it feels so good.)
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