a few friends when one of them mentioned to the group,
“Jess loves strangers.”
And she said it in such an off-hand way, as if it was just a known fact. I didn’t know that. I really didn’t. Until she said it, and then I started thinking about it.
Strangers to me are like blank pages that I just want to mess up with a million different colours. They’re so exciting. There’s so much potential. They could be anything or anyone. With strangers there’s no fear. A stranger has no control over you because they’re just a stranger. They don’t know you. A stranger can’t hurt you. Strangers are for fun.
I fall in love with everyone I meet. Until it wears off and I inevitably fall out of love with them. That’s what scares me. When strangers stop being strangers and love stays.
The girl who just can't play it cool 