my crush? I wouldn't call it a crush,but anyways. he feels like a contradiction that somehow makes perfect sense. steady like the ground under my feet, but restless like the wind that never stops moving. he’s the kind of person who remembers the small things, the details you don’t even realize you’ve shared,your favourite songs and your coffee orders. the kind who makes you laugh until your chest aches, and then suddenly says something that lingers in your mind for days. funny and intriguing, will keep you wondering what goes on in his head.
there’s warmth in him, the kind that makes people feel lighter just by being near. but also this spark, adventurous and magnetic, that makes the world around him less dull. He's charming, the life of the party,can be very chaotic at times but he’s also got that softness,the tenderness of someone who feels deeply, who dreams big, who loves with his everything, even if he doesn’t always show it.
he’s a mix of comfort and chaos, safety and thrill. a person who'd be your worst "the one that got away" because you don't want to miss on a gem like that. and he'd be your best friend, before being your lover, offering you a shoulder along with sweet treats.