I wonder what it’s like to have someone fall for you. And I mean really fall for you. Not just they want to get in your pants because they think you’re attractive. But be consumed with every little piece of you. The way you talk, the way you laugh, the way you just exist. To everyone in love: you don’t know how lucky you are.
(Source: roadandtheradio)
Of course I get jealous.
Seeing you giving other people attention, it kills me. Even though I know it’s selfish to keep you for myself, the last thing I want to do is share you. I want you to be mine and mine only.
