the first ''i love you'' we said face to face.
All i could think of was that i never wanted to lose you. I finally had someone there for me.
I wanted to puke. All day I felt sick, i felt like puking all those butterflies ( more like moths) I knew i love you deeply, but i still thought i date just for the sake of dating.
from a stone-hearted box with no soul i became the vulnerable one. i got intimidated by your perfection, by your personality and by your amazing features. Even if it was the first time i ever saw you, i felt so comfortable. ''what did i do to deserve all this?''
I wanted you all the time. just for me.
and even if the first i love you-s were fake, all the real ones will come more and more everyday, much deeper.
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Mac 'n' cheese
RomanceThis story might be stupid( Out of many reasons) But it has to be written. Mac 'n' cheese it's a very normal and overly used type of love story. I should probably keep it to myself but it's for a dear person. it's for my mac 'n' cheese. I wish that...
