I was thinking.

M,


It was one of those days, no different than any other- we sat in the barely lit room, watching another movie, which one I really don’t remember.
You looked at me, much like you always do and I tried not to smile, which of course never works.
So, I did. Then, of course you did.
I asked what you were thinking and of course your response was ‘nothing.’ I said I wasn’t thinking anything either.
But really, I was.

I was thinking I like you.
My absolute favorite part of the day is the end, when your arms are wrapped around me. It’s in that moment that everything’s perfect. I forget about everything else and time almost stops.
I was thinking I can see myself with you.
That I want to be with you. You make me smile for absolutely no reason. You make me want to be better, to try harder.
I was thinking it’s scary;
to let go and just trust that it’ll all end good, how I want it to. That the idea of a house in the country with horses is amazing, especially if it’s all with you.

So, yes, I was lying when I said nothing.
Only because really, I was thinking I love you.