the internal confessions of your average teenage girl

one-sided

sometimes you wonder why you can’t be his only one.

he’ll smile, and your world will light up, like a thousand sparks on a balmy evening, but then he looks away and it turns out that smile wasn’t meant for you, and then it’s like everything’s falling into pieces and gravity has lost its hold on your heart, because it’s sinking and floating all at the same time.

"please love me," you think, you wish, you hope, but nothing’s going to happen if you can’t rack up the courage to smile at him back, even if that smile of his isn’t meant for you.

just smile back. it could change the world.