And I want to tell you everything.
And I want to wait for the right time, but everything is about to spill over.
And the songs that once reminded me of another, now remind me of you. The sad ones aren’t sad anymore.
And I want it all to happen at once, but then I want it to be slow. So that maybe you will last longer than the rest.
And this time, I want to pretend like there was no one before. That this time is the first. The first time so that I don’t hold back. So that I don’t think of everything that could go wrong. I want to get my hopes up. I want to feel everything.
And I want there to be no one after. That this is it. Finally put all myself out there without shame, without doubt, without hurt.
And then there is just you.