Complete change…

Whenever I text him, it makes me so happy!
There’s something that instantly makes me feel so much better once I talk with him.
But after this conversation, I wanted to cry.
As normal teenagers: flirting is a natural thing when you like someone. But when one instance can turn that flirty chit-chat into a deep heart-to-heart conversation, it can actually be sweet.
Unless of course if he mentions that he want a relationship with someone… back at school.
All you think about is no no no! I’m right here! And I love you please think about me! But no matter how much your heart pleads for those words to be released- your brain won’t let it.
This is the simple tale of head vs. heart, something that makes or breaks relationships. Head is more rational with cause and effect thinking while the heart toys with your emotions, pulling the strings to your happiness and depressions. Simple.
But in this case, the head was right. Let’s not spit out the words confessing how you really feel. For one; he must have some idea but two; if you won’t make him as happy, then what’s the point? That’ll just make him feel bad and could potentially destroy everything.
For once brain, you might be saving me.
Because I love him. I love him enough to understand he doesn’t want to be tied down to a girl back at home, that there’s always that small reminder of who we were before this all started, that he might not be happy with me, and that I love him enough to let him go.