you’re so… emotional.

when is it the right time to let people know that they affect you?

dear zachariah,

i love you,

sincerely,
girl who’ll never be able to tell you.

tomorrow morning i will wake up, go downstairs and hug my mother and i will somehow proceed to tell her that i love her, and i will mean it and those of you who won’t be able to witness it can at least know i thought about it for a couple of seconds, even if it never works out.

so, eighteen years later and i’m just now finding out how emtionless i am to everyone.

and it took a whole lot of fuck up [on my part] and hysterics to realize it.

and i’m sorry.