A pale, blonde woman in pink scrubs first asks my name and birthday. She has an accent that sounds Scandinavian, and she looks past the tears in my eyes as I answer her questions. She leads me down ... [+]
Bella
Today 12:47 AM
hey caleb, are you up?
Today 1:06 AM
ok well I thought I would be able to tell you this tonight, and believe me I tried, but you said you had to go so abruptly and I froze up so here we are. it’s SO lame of me to do this over text, but I have to get it off my chest. I feel like my life will be a lie if I dont just say it. so. I like you. I know you’re going back home to New Hampshire and I’m staying here in Austin, and we won’t see each other until september. I know your breakup with Katie is still fresh. I know you said you were done with relationships. but I really really like you, caleb. I think I’ve liked you since that night you gave me a ride home from Jack’s, when needle in the hay came on and I freaked out because I finally found someone else who loves elliott smith. or that night in the beginning of the semester when we watched twilight without the volume on and voice-overed our own dialogue for each of the characters. or maybe even since the night we met, at the party when the power went out, and you let me use your phone flashlight to look for my lost earring. I may be totally off (literally I have the worst gauge for this kind of stuff) but I get the feeling that you like me too. like when you gave me the aux even though all your roommates were fighting for it, or in big groups it always seems like you listen to what I’m saying over everyone else’s conversations. idk that sounds presumptuous now that I read it over. but whatever. what I DO know is that I like you. a lot. I like your obnoxious laugh, your shameless love for taylor swift, your obsession with foreign cars. I like when your face lights up every time you talk about your day at work in the nursing home. I like how when your roommates are being pricks you’re not afraid to call them out. I like how you seem to remember every detail I tell you about myself. I like how you don't have to ask to know how I'm feeling. ignoring all the logistics and the circumstances, I wanna be with you caleb. and I think we could make it work. that is, if you like me too
so um. yeah. just wanted you to know so that my feelings are finally out in the open, so I can finally stop pretending. and I totally get it if you don’t ever talk to me again once you’re back this fall, I even get it if you don’t respond to this text. I mean, I’ll be pretty miserable at first, but I’ll take the hint
Today 12:47 AM
hey caleb, are you up?
Today 1:06 AM
ok well I thought I would be able to tell you this tonight, and believe me I tried, but you said you had to go so abruptly and I froze up so here we are. it’s SO lame of me to do this over text, but I have to get it off my chest. I feel like my life will be a lie if I dont just say it. so. I like you. I know you’re going back home to New Hampshire and I’m staying here in Austin, and we won’t see each other until september. I know your breakup with Katie is still fresh. I know you said you were done with relationships. but I really really like you, caleb. I think I’ve liked you since that night you gave me a ride home from Jack’s, when needle in the hay came on and I freaked out because I finally found someone else who loves elliott smith. or that night in the beginning of the semester when we watched twilight without the volume on and voice-overed our own dialogue for each of the characters. or maybe even since the night we met, at the party when the power went out, and you let me use your phone flashlight to look for my lost earring. I may be totally off (literally I have the worst gauge for this kind of stuff) but I get the feeling that you like me too. like when you gave me the aux even though all your roommates were fighting for it, or in big groups it always seems like you listen to what I’m saying over everyone else’s conversations. idk that sounds presumptuous now that I read it over. but whatever. what I DO know is that I like you. a lot. I like your obnoxious laugh, your shameless love for taylor swift, your obsession with foreign cars. I like when your face lights up every time you talk about your day at work in the nursing home. I like how when your roommates are being pricks you’re not afraid to call them out. I like how you seem to remember every detail I tell you about myself. I like how you don't have to ask to know how I'm feeling. ignoring all the logistics and the circumstances, I wanna be with you caleb. and I think we could make it work. that is, if you like me too
so um. yeah. just wanted you to know so that my feelings are finally out in the open, so I can finally stop pretending. and I totally get it if you don’t ever talk to me again once you’re back this fall, I even get it if you don’t respond to this text. I mean, I’ll be pretty miserable at first, but I’ll take the hint