It's the little things that catch you off guard. The things that never seems to matter before. You begin to notice things you never did before.
Little things like the headphones always strung around his neck. Not something you ever cared or noticed before.
Yet, it's something that you can see in your mind all the fucking time.
It's the little things that consume every thought that crosses your mind.
The pang of jealousy that sits in your gut, the moment you see him with anyone else.
The dread that you have once you reach the point where you can admit that his voice sets your whole body on fire, catching you heart,
and slamming it into your lungs. The thoughts hitting you one after another.
Knowing that you want him but also knowing you can't have him.
It's the little things that won't let you un-fall for him.
Little things like the headphones always strung around his neck. Not something you ever cared or noticed before.
Yet, it's something that you can see in your mind all the fucking time.
It's the little things that consume every thought that crosses your mind.
The pang of jealousy that sits in your gut, the moment you see him with anyone else.
The dread that you have once you reach the point where you can admit that his voice sets your whole body on fire, catching you heart,
and slamming it into your lungs. The thoughts hitting you one after another.
Knowing that you want him but also knowing you can't have him.
It's the little things that won't let you un-fall for him.
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