It’s you. It’s been you for the past 486 days. Since the moment I met you. It’s you at 2 in the morning or 4 in the afternoon. It’s you when I’m sleeping and studying and eating and laughing. You are everywhere and you are everything.
Somehow matched with a D1 soccer player at my college on tinder… Had breakfast with her and she’s so humble I’m literally crying. Like how does someone date someone like her?
So you can check me out? But I’m not a book