it’s hard for me to accept that it is not.

yes it’s troubling to believe that it is.

he has a hold of me. and not just in a sexual way. I ache for him. my body craves him. my mind wants him. and my heart is already his. I could talk to him for hours. And when I’m not, that’s all i want to do. I want to spend countless hours hearing him say stupid shit. I think of him even in company of others. I don’t know what to do.

Time is my best friend. Time is the only thing that can help me now.

My heart has failed me. After I begged and pleaded for it not to catch feelings. Fuck.