Shoulda Talked

I remember having my heart in my throat for a girl. Every time she walked past, my humor enlightened. Every time she smiled and laughed, I felt more secure of myself. Every time she spoke, I kept carving hundreds of Ls in my notebook. Every time she cried, I felt a pang of sadness in my heart. Every time she was angry, I felt curious about why she was feeling like that. And when I thought I had understood her enough to be perfect for her, she broke my heart. After some time, I chased her again, yet... another broken heart. Don't chase someone who clearly doesn't love you. Love yourself first.