Halloween is just as scary as love if you ask me. Think about it, you go along this time enjoying life, and you think to yourself something is missing, maybe it's a dog, maybe it's a new kitchen appliance, and the whole time it's not something, it's someone. We start doing things together, and it's fun because we're building a friendship. Something shifts, though, for me. I started developing a feeling where I want to pick up the second you call my phone. I want to be available every time you want to hang out with me. I love the low-key urge of you just wanting to annoy me, wanting to waste time with me.
The scary part is that I know it's just my side of the story, and that it might not be the same for you.
I'm not your girlfriend. You're not dating me, and I'm not dating you; you've already made that very clear.
I can't set aside these feelings for you as if it's easy to walk away from. I can't show you how I feel because someone has already gotten your attention in that way. Someone has already gotten your heart in that way. Someone has already opened your love, and I don't want to kill for your love.
The only common factor between her and me is you ...
My love isn't scary, and it isn't something that should be hidden away and never see the light of day. It's special, it's gentle, it's calming, it's soft, and it can be loud like a scream. I thought this was manageable before, but here I am getting pulled on by my heartstrings; it's like the longer it pulls, the more I'm caught in the web of blood of love. My own blood, to be exact. The fall seasons always remind me that where their are tricks there is also treats.
Boo, this is scaring me. I don't want you to play with my heart anymore. Do you understand what that means? You accept the decisions you made, while I also accept the things I decided. Don't haunt me, okay, because I know we're going to be eager looking back from this, we just have to try our best not too. Now, if you do look back, just think of the ghost you used to face. -Bless
