I wonder if he’s ever felt the way I do.

Thoughts of him flooding my mind despite my attempt at suppression.

I wonder if he wonders that i wonder about him :)

I wonder if he wonders how the girl he loved before me is doing now… I wonder if she made him smile more, laugh more, if he missed her.

Not because I’m jealous but because of the fear I have of wasting my love.

We live in a land where footprints of ghosts linger.

The ghosts of past lovers

We call it wonder land-

Because I can only wonder if you love me as much as i do you or i could selfishly hope that no one loved more…

But what a lie is that & what a pain it would be 😕

2/11/24 12:59am