𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞?

Okay so here’s a storytime i’ve been thinking about… and maybe someone out there gets it.

Do you ever notice that when someone confesses their feelings for you, you might hold back because it feels too soon, or like they don’t really know you yet? And then later, after some time has passed, you realize you might feel differently - but now it’s a little complicated.

Because the moment has passed, and you’re not sure if anything could ever go back the way it was - or if it should. and somehow, that’s kind of beautiful too. that mix of timing and feeling, noticing things a little too late, and learning that maybe some feelings are just meant to teach you, not necessarily to happen the way you imagine.

It’s weird, because it’s not really about them or you - it’s about timing, and perspective, and noticing what we want only after things have changed. 

has anyone else ever felt like this?