Are Mondays always this moody?

I'm sick of "teenage love". I'm done with being hung up over crushes way before I can even understand the tangled web of relationships. I'm done with restless nights spent overthinking and being hurt by people who do not mean to hurt. Call me foolish for thinking this love could work, but I was throwing myself out there. Willing to try but also keeping my heart locked tight. But I guess fate has its own plans, and though I'm mad it's keeping those plans to itself, I'm not exactly mad at you. 

You. How do I even start to tell you how I feel about you? I wish I had more time to know more about you. The things that make you grin, sad or annoyed. The things people hardly know about you. Then I could tell you things about me; things I'd only want you to know. I hope you know I don't resent you in any way nor am I drowning in sorrow. I guess I'll hold on to the things you said that made my day more than the things that made me die a little inside. Perhaps I was right, our stars were never meant to be aligned anyway. And perhaps, we are much happier this way. I'm just sad we're now reduced to a heap of awkward silences and tense encounters.

I'm sick of "teenage love".

Feels so good to be back in this space. I want to read more and listen more and write more and make more art and be happy. Here goes the 3rd week of school. I can honestly say I'm enjoying my time amidst the meeting of deadlines and occasional mess ups. Here's to the joy of learning new things and meeting new people. Here's to changing for the better every single day. I sound so cheesy right now but I mean it. I like how I'm a different person from last month, from last week, from yesterday and from an hour ago. 

Time to add "write an article for Thought Catalog" to the bucket list :-) 

I love The Neighbourhood I love Kodaline what is life without them??? Well, have a great week ahead x