I knew I was fucked when..
I realized you’re the person I want to make pancakes for on a sunday morning.
I realized I wanted it to be you sitting with me on the floor eating spaghetti drunk at 3AM on a saturday.
I realized it was you I wanted to come home to after a long day on a monday and just smoke a joint in a relaxing silence.
I realized it was you I wanted next to me at 1AM on a tuesday listening to acoustic music because we can’t sleep.
I realized it was you I wanted sitting next to me on the couch, watching movies on a friday night because we have no better plans.
I realized it was you I wanted to argue about where we will go out to on a wednsday because its our favourite day of the week.
I realized it was you that I want to wake up to on a thursday morning with sleepy eyes and half asleep kisses.
I realized I was fucked when it was you I wanted to wake up to every day, not just a thursday.
“The fucking thought of you with somebody else, I don’t like that.”