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i’m obsessed with a girl who i see every day for mere moments

she’s beautiful

we share such strange parts of ourselves with eachother

i want more but i also don’t

not because i don’t want to scare her away

although i am also afraid of that

but i also don’t want to scare myself away

because it’s easier to write about it than to have people look at you and think you are only the darkness

i am not

at least i know that much

i’m obsessed with a boy that asks me more questions than i have asked my entire life

i’ve never been a curious one

i figured people would tell me things when they’re ready

and he does, but not directly

i don’t know how to say i care without giving him the obligation of caring just as much

because it’s nothing romantic

it’s merely a fascination with his mind and his questions

i am often fascinated by things i can never achieve