S said he was scared of commitment.
When I was with him I sat in front of a mac and it told me my fortune was happy love that’s just around the corner.
S looked scared of the word.
I’m trying to play it cool with S.
I don’t know how long it will last.
I’ve seen S for three days in a row now.
Still scared of any labels.
When he was on his message feed I saw a conversation with a man named ‘Jordan’.
There was a menacing ‘🍆’ emoji next to the contacts name.
S told me last night he’s scared of commitment.
It’s difficult to see past a mans track record.
But when I’m with S it’s when I spend the most time away from my phone.
I’m not looking for a man to fix anything in me, but S has his subtle way.
I am at the pleasant in between stage with S.
I wrote a letter telling S I wanted him to be my boyfriend but I didn’t send it.
I didn’t send it because who even reads letters these days.
Things are getting serious.
S will hurt me but it’s fun to go for this ride with him.
I said was waiting for S to surprise me and he did.
I was unravelling and S appeared at my bedroom window to check that I was okay.
Is this reality or a romcom?
Why do I still not trust S?
Last night, for the first time, I needed S.
I was sad and I needed S.
Today, this is scaring me.
S says he needs to knuckle down when I make a suggestion to spend the evening together.
The narrative is the same as before, and I should have predicted this.
I will wait for S to surprise me and move out of the narrative I have written him into.