Sometimes few minutes are more than weeks, even months. Sometimes few minutes are just enough.
There is this guy I fell in love. I was worrying about it literally for month. I was asking questions if he is the one, if he is worth it. I was even crying and depressed. So I was thinking a lot about it. I was thinking if I should let him go because I AM worth more than just waiting for him. I was overthinking everything. His look, his smile, his “hello”.
And just now I suddenly stopped. I stopped thinking about it. I just was there. With him, looking at him and I realized how much I like him. Even if it might hurt. He is worth it.
And what I realized is that when you love someone you should always be yourself. And if he likes real you, you will be together. (Or not, I don’t know.)