NOT Your GUARDIAN

NOT AN UPDATE

You do all the little things that made me smile.

Meeting you is my fate.

Becoming your friend is a choice that I made.

But liking you is beyond my control.

I was so confused, felt stupid, and vulnerable.

In my mind, loving is losing.

And I wasn't really fond of losing.

Continuously asking myself, WHY DO I LIKE YOU?

I guess it's the vibes that you brought with you. Those tiny little giggles I do and the smile you put on my face when I banter with you. Or mebbe the fact that I think of you even when we aren't talking at the moment.

I am afraid of all the possibilities.

I am not prepared for the volume of risk I have to take.

But I took it, and I'm glad I did.

When I start loving you, missing you became a hobby.

I make it my purpose to care for you.

Keeping the smile on your fa