“And it goes down hard for me, that you just don’t seem to see. At the top you’ll always be looking down to find yourself. So tell me when you get there, please tell me when you hit the ground. - Parachute”—
I’m a girl. I have feelings. I overreact. I underestimate. I overestimate. I over think everything. I look too deep into everything’s meaning. I dream big. My expectations are high. I can tell when I’m being lied to but sometimes I wish I didn’t. Yes, I get jealous and I’m always scared I’ll lose you. That’s why when I ask how you are I mean it. When I ask how your day was, I genuinely want to know. And when I say I love you, I’m not lying.