And all i want to do is crawl back into bed and let time reverse. Back to yesterday, when you fell asleep on my shoulder, listening to music that makes me sigh. Back to nights before, when you held me on the subway, and it felt like infinity. Every time I just want you to hold me, it feels like you just want something more. My heart aches at thinking perhaps I'm not what you really wanted. But I keep my mouth shut. I want to go to barnes and nobles so that I can read and forget everything else in the world. Or watch movies, movies I love.
Yesterday, I was so vulnerable. Making you jealous isn't my intention, but maybe its the only way for me to see if you care.
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