We had been getting closer every day. Talking, texting, playing together in practice. I knew I liked him, but you see the problem with that is, I had convinced myself, a while before that, that no one would actually like me. One of my friends kept telling me that he liked me back, but I couldn’t believe her. No it’s not just couldn’t, I wouldn’t. But then he asked me to the dance. I said yes, and we’re still talking. He’s still my safe place, in his arms is safe.
So this is my memory, as cheese, weird, and stupid as it is, it’s definitely one of my favorites. It was when I realized that maybe I do deserve love, and maybe it was okay to care, that maybe someone actually likes me for me.
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