You've Got It Bad

You know you’ve got it bad when you have to resist texting him every hour.

You know you’ve got it bad when the only thing you want is to hear his voice.

You know you’ve got it bad when he tells you he’s sick, and you immediately tell him to come home so you can bundle him in a blanket and feed him chicken soup.

You know you’ve got it bad when he tells you he just wants you beside him and you melt inside.

You know you’ve got it bad when you’re jealous over someone who’s just a friend, just because they’re there and you’re not, and the only thing you want to do at the moment is to feel his arms around you.

You know you’ve got it bad when you miss him so much thoughts of him fill your every other moment despite you trying your damndest to not think of him so much.

You know you’ve fallen hard and fast when you keep thinking I lo-

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Fuck.

No way.