Just like I am

You sitting there in front of me, your eyes pricking in my eyes, talking about the most normal things, but still does it feel different with you. It is weird how we can have conversations about things that bother not either one of us. It doesn’t matter where we talk about if it is just us, together. How you look at me, your smile, your eyes and your weird faces. I feel safe with you. Continue reading “Just like I am”

Do you know?

Maybe, I like him more than I want to. I don’t want to fall in love with someone that doesn’t fall in love with me. But what can you do about it? I don’t even know whether he loves me or not. I shouldn’t make a fuss about it. Just relax and be myself. Stop fooling myself and just be honest. That touch of him and those twinkling eyes, do not mean anything special. Probably he looks to everyone like this. And what does it matter? I don’t even like him, mm? Continue reading “Do you know?”

Love

Hi skittles!

I honestly have never been in “love”. Ofcourse I have had that primary school thing, “gossiping” around who liked who. But to be clear, it was never about me. I was the girl reading Donald Duck. The only one that prefered reading above gossiping. By the way, I’m still having those “nerdy” things. This all doesn’t declare why I wasn’t involved in “Psst, Megan likes Tom” and I don’t think I have ever placed my question marks there, but know I do.  Continue reading “Love”