l o v e

LOVE;
People throw it around like it's nothing.

So basically, he was basically playing basketball with my heart today.
Teenage love- I hate it.
♥

crazy in love

love. Love. Love. What has it done to me?
His face, his smile, his gazes
I caught them all
i want him i want him i want him.
Once again, our eyes met and
it felt like my heart was going to explode out of my chest.
His eyes were like my only magnet.
I'm willing to help him change because he's been making quite amount of negative mistakes-
I'm willing to make him feel like he's loved for him, and not for his money or popularity.
Popular or not, i could care less.
I'm willing to give up some things for this boy
I'm willing to sacrifice some things for this boy
I'm willing to take risks to get his boy
I'm willing to trust his heart before he trusts mine..
I'm willing to laugh with him
I'm willing to be a friend for this boy
I'm willing to show this boy a lot of things
I'm willing to prove this boy a lot of things

Am i doing the right thing?

Tonight.

Another night has arrived. The sky is deeper than the pacific ocean and the breeze is cooler than the gesture flowing through the cracks of your window. The moon is full and the little stars are looking like a bunch of millions of pieces of the moon. The crickets will be singing tonight to the tune of our voices. We're lost on the field, under the enduring stars- close by his side, my arms stretching far across his chest.
Tonight, his arms will be my pillow, and his body will be my armor.
His eyes will be my ocean and his lips will be my boat.
His hands will be my treasure and his heart will be the key.
His voice will be the Goddess and his whisper would be like the breeze.
His temperature would be my summer and his touch will be my winter.

Think about it.

Isn't it weird how EVERYTHING in this world is runned by simply by the affection of Love?
Think about it...

Age ain't nothing but a number.

Today, i went out for dinner at a good family restaurant with my mom's best friend and his kids joined along. They were a quite older than i was, 22(f) and 18(m) so, labeling them "kids" probably won't be necessary. I don't know if it was just me, but the second i took a seat next to my mother, it felt as my heart accelerated from the thundering engine of an airplane. Just knowing the fact that he was sitting right across me. I was startled-- struggling to keep my spoon still as i held it up to my mouth. Struggling to keep my water in the glass. I know he wasn't, but it felt like he was watching my every move. I was certainly not Hailey today. I'm disappointed. It feels so weird because, i don't think in my life- that I've felt something like this so close to my heart. The emotion, the thundering engine stuck in the middle of my chest; every second our eyes magnetized, i felt a gush of blood wounding up to my face. I felt like a little girl again, having a crush on my next door neighbor. I was probably shaking for the half hour from cold and... the new emotion? It was so uncomfortable, so unbearable. Looking back a few hours later and thinking about how chicken i was- I'm just sitting here laughing at how coy and innocent i was acting. Ah, I think i know what it feels like to be in love again, or to have a crush. This feeling was buried so deep in me, i almost forgot this emotion existed.

He was18 and I'm 15(16 in like.... ten months haha.). Is this not right? Can I not like him? Too much difference? But I believe that, age ain't nothin' but a number.