change

You’ve changed my life, and I can’t quite tell if it’s for the better or the worse. Cliché right? But little things have changed. For example, I’ll be in the car with my parents and all I can think about is how bad I want to be in the car alone with you. My parents will be talking about work and I’ll be thinking about how I want to be able to drive and how I want you beside me. Out of all my friends and family members I just want you. I just want you next to me in the passenger seat, listening to our favourites music and driving all night. I’ll be doing anything literally anything and all I can think about is how badly I want you next to me. I don’t want to do anything without you. But I can’t tell you that, I can’t text you and tell you that I’m in the car and all I can think about is how bad I want you here instead of my parents. I can’t text you while I’m lying in bed bored and ask you to come over because all I want is for you to be beside me, making me laugh. And I can’t ask or tell you this stuff because you wouldn’t care or you’d think I’m weird. I can’t tell you because you don’t feel the same way. And that has changed my thoughts, daily routine it has changed my f*****g life.