eeyg:

it’s always the first time you meet someone and you know right off the bat whether you’re going to love or hate that person for the rest of your life. It’s the first time you lay eyes on each other and then look away bashfully and you’ve already sworn to yourself a thousand times that you’re definitely in love when you haven’t even a clue what their last name starts with. You might have noticed each other from a distance because something caught your attention. Maybe it was the way they walked or talked. No it was definitely the eyes, the mouth, the hair. Yes, the hair. Or maybe the way their jeans cuffed around that cute little butt or the way they pulled their hair back around their ears. And out of a million others, you notice one. And you fall so hard for them that you don’t want to get up because you’d rather sink into it. You think of all the possibilities and the ways of encountering this interest of yours and it kills you not knowing whether they think the same way and to you it might seem like they’re playing you. But you’ll never know until you try. Anybody could do the same thing they do, but the difference is who. And right now, it’s not you, him, or her, it’s someone else. It’s the things they do that get to you. It keeps you awake for hours through sleepless nights. You think to yourself that you’d never let your emotions take over you but already…it consumes you and it’s taking a toll on the decisions you make because from now on, it’s not always about you…it’s about them too.

we’ve all been there and done that. 

-G