5 months5 months140 days3360 hoursEvery moment with youEvery time I see you smileEvery time I kiss youI fall a little bit more in love with youAnd it'll carry onUntil it's10 months280 days6720 hoursAnd beyond.
The worldFor some reasonWhen I'm with youNothing else seems to matter.Like, anything could happen,And I wouldn't care.When you're next to meAnd you're holding meAnd you tell me you love meYou are all that matters.In that momentIn those hoursYou are the worldAnd everything in itAnd all that I have to care about.
ScaredIt scares me a littleThat I've stopped caringAbout Cambridge and prestigeAnd people thinking that I'm clever.It scares me that when I dye my hairI get scared you won't like it.It scares me that you're the first thought when I wake upAnd the last when I go to sleep.It scares me that I'm this much in love with youIt scares me that you have this much power over meIt scares me that I'd do anything for youIt scares me that you're leaving in 7 monthsBut most of allIt scares me that you don't know how scared I am.
Seeing my life"Do you...look at your life?""I thought everyone did."Yeah, I think they doWhen I look at my life,I see the things I've done wrong.I see him avoiding me in the hallwaysI see her trying to hard to be happyFor my sake, partly,And I see how much time I wastedCrying over the wrong guy.But I also see the things that are rightI see the right guyLying in my armsI see my best friends laughingAnd although sometimes I wasted time over the wrong guyIt taught me how to love the right one.And it taught me how to shrug off disappointmentAnd it taught me that I am stronger than what life throws my way.So when I look at my lifeI don't regret the past.I look to the future.
TumourThis day was nearly perfectThese moments of lying beside youWanting to tell you everythingWanting you to know meWanting to know everything about you.It kind of made me realiseThat you've become a part of meWithout me really noticing."You grew on me like a tumour",As the song goes.You might as well be everything in the whole worldFor all that you mean to me.Please don't break my heart.
TruthTruths:My favourite thing that you've ever said to me was"I will always stay with you."It was kind of a beautiful momentAnd it almost made me cry.It's my memory for hard times; thinking of it makes me feel stronger.I'm happiest when we're lying togetherAnd you smile that little smileAnd you tell me you love me.I feel safest when your arms are around me.I don't care if people think we're too young to be serious.I will decide if I'm too young to be serious about someone.You're never far from my thoughts,And most of the time I want you to be wherever I am.Although I feel bad,I'm really glad that you're spending the New Year with me,Because I know that next year could be hard on usAnd in some stupid way, being with you at midnightFeels like we're strong enough to fight it.I feel like I will never stop loving you.
Hey, youSometimesI feel stupid that I have to write about youBecause I can't say everything to your face.And I can't.Call me shy,Call me stupid and immature, whatever.I would blush and giggle and feel even more stupidIf you were there in front of me.This is because I am 17And I am in love for the first time.And it scares me.But hey, most teenagers don't even do this muchAnd at least I know there's a chance you'll see what I write.So hey, you-I think you're amazing,And I love you a lot.
Love, I guessI am in love with you.I've never felt like this beforeNever so happyNever so safeNever so comfortable.I always associated love with fireworksThat one momentWhen "the one" would kiss meAnd it'd be magicalAnd fantasticAnd we'd be instantly in love and get married and have babies.But that's not loveThat moment fadesIt's magical, sure, and it's amazingBut that's a moment.Love grows;Love is that little smile that plays around your lips when we're togetherLove is watching a film that you don't like because you're watching it with meLove is missing you before you're gone.Love isn't about one momentLove is a mixture of moments. And you're not even in all of them.Love is scary, and strong, and gradual.But love is magical.
ForeverForeverIs the most beautiful wordI have ever heardAnd I didn't realise itUntil it fell from your lips.