“I don’t pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me. Love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person. Love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of. love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you.”
– The OC
You know there’s something there when you wake up in the morning feeling happy. You know there’s something there when you get annoyed that he hasnt texted you for the day. You know there’s something there when even how much he annoys you, you still can tolerate it. You know there’s something there when you feel all jittery and happy when there’s absolutely no reason for you to do so. You know there’s something there when you cant wait to see him even though you just met the day before. You know there’s something when you start smiling to yourself when you open his text messages. And you know there’s something when you are comfortable with webcamming with him even when you’re in your peejays and spectacles and clipped up hair.
I can go on till tomorrow if I want to. But I figured, what for? cos ultimately true feelings can never be expressed fully in words from the dictionary or from anyone’s vocabulary bank.
He may not be Aaron Ramsey or Ed Westwick or Chace Crawford.
But screw all of you cos I got my own personal Arshavin