For some, it takes almost half of their lives to look for the person who fulfills the missing part of their heart. But for me, I found him in the beginning of my life. The real struggle is how to correct our path. I don't want to walk with him through friendship all our lives. This might be greedy, but I want to be the one that prepares breakfast and dinner for him, the one who cheers him up after a long day, the one who has all the right to stare at his damn perfection every night.
For the rest of that week, I did not look for Marco or even reply to his messages not because I want to make him feel less important, but to send him a message that I won't settle with second in his life.
"Go home already! Your mom has been texting me since an hour ago!" Faye nagged me. My favorite song is pl
