i’ll tell you what the end of the world will be like.
it will be a final moment, both terrible and heartbreaking. absolute chaos. people running as fast as they ever have, cars filling every road and freeway, phone lines backed up trying to process millions of calls, fingers flying over keyboards, thumbs texting like rapid fire, long lines of people trying to cram themselves into subways and airplanes. all of them trying to tell someone else,
"i love you."
it’s not the end of the world yet, but don’t wait until then to tell them. the worst thing isn’t the end of the world. it’s what you didn’t finish - what you didn’t say when you had the chance.
The way you dance in the middle of the hallways, the way you walk into doors, the way drop almost everything you touch, the way you blush all the time, the way you drum on the computer when you hear one of those old rock songs, the way you always say the weirdest things, the way you still think star wars is a cool thing, the way you know everything but still remain so clueless, the way you let your hair fall in your beautiful face, the way you burst into a song in the middle of a class, the way you see life as nothing but a beautiful thing.
These things up there, are just a small amount of all the things I love about you.
You know when you go to the pet store and there are haughty self-righteous fish swimming around in the tank, and there’s one dorky sweet looking one in the corner? Yeah, I know there’s other fish in the sea, but there’s only one of you. You’re that fish in the corner and I don’t want any other damn fish, I just want you.
to anyone whose ever written a letter. to anyone whose ever gotten a response, and to anyone who hasn’t -
you deserve all the love you’re looking for, and more. trust me. i might not know you, but i understand you.
every time i read a letter, i wonder why we all feel the way we do. and then i remember - that moment when you find love, be it hearing three words, getting your first kiss, or just seeing them smile back at you, it’s worth it.
every moment of doubt, of pain, of anxiousness. every tear, every scream, every restless night.