And then one day our talk was a little different. And then I understood you. And when you told me your biggest flaw, I saw mine reflected.
Suddenly I think I know why we’ve crossed paths. In some way we’re so similar it scares me. In some way I feel a great connection of something that could be great if we let it be. But I guess I just have to give it a little more time. You falling in love with me… it can only happen that way.
I’ll never understand my desperation, my anxiety for feeling in love. But I swear I feel something different with you. So at home, so comfortable, so me. I go crazy trying to feel special, to charm a little, to make you laugh, to make you notice, to be less lonely.
We haven’t made it any further but at least know I understand you a little more. Texts and words didn’t show me as much as your heart did. You’re just like me in the parts that I didn’t quite get about you. And that makes all these more interesing to be a part of.
So, doesn’t matter if it goes right or wrong, I hope it gets close to happiness. And that if we both find the luck we think we need, that it could be together.
christmas is so much worse as you get older it’s like “what do you want this year?” “a sense of purpose”
I wonder what kinds of metaphors and historical characters Dan will use to subtly sing about his perpetually looming existential crisis this time