I finally admitted it to myself. At a time I didn’t quite expect. And an unlikely situation. I was laughing at myself earlier, how ridiculous yet amazing it was.
I’m in love. The word ‘falling’ finally fell off that sentence. I didn’t know how or when it happened, but earlier I just realized that, yeah I am. I said it as soon as the puzzle pieces in my head was solved and, boy, how long was it left there waiting. The missing piece of the puzzle was connected when I realized I unconsciously imagined life with him years from now, which I never allow myself to do because imagining things like that often lead to expectations which lead to heartbreaks. Another amazing thing is, I’m not so scared anymore. Unlike before. I don’t know how it happened again. I’m such a control freak but I just like knowing everything most especially when it involves me. But yeah, it all started when I saw him at one of his worsts, at the same time I was at mine, yet he was still there, understanding everything and making it up to me. That’s when I knew something changed, but I think for the better. And I’m glad.