IVY
I feel invincible in the rain, Its as if I could do anything.
When it starts pouring, something inside me tingles. The feeling of excitement wave over me and the urge to get myself under it gets huge.
I don't care if I get a cold the next day. I don't mind getting my clothes wet. I like feeling the water on my skin.
The feeling of cold and moist air whoosh through my body.
Being in the rain makes me feel alive. It makes me feel free from all my worries, troubles and fears because all that matters is that moment.
I might get a fever in the next couple of days, but it was worth it.
And today as i was standing quietly on the wet street while it was raining,
I saw the boy again.
He has those pretty big eyes.
Those eyes that hides a lot in it. Full of mysteries and pretty on surface. His eyes lights up when he smiles.
A slight wave in his face could change the atmosphere.
I loved his big doe eyes, the prettiest. Just dark brown, but pretty.
His most gorgeous lips , light pink and perfect , that curves beautifully when he smiles, that are those you call, 'plump' lips.
should i add more things to say about this pretty guy ?
Yes thats it.
He got em girls crazy. And he knows it. To add how he has the perfect ratio face is, hes totally my type.
His hair looks so soft and light, ugh i wonder how soft they are when you touch them with your bare hands.
Hes damn tall at school. 175 cm in 11th grade, he aint playing. Hes TALL TALL.
He be walking pass me to class like im a minion.
His smile ? Oh god.
Dont ever get me started with it.
I got so happy and lighted when i see his laugh.
but have you ever liked someone so bad, that they dont even know you,
but you wanted to know them ?
The lucky girl whos gonna get him, i swear you're so lucky.
Its the year 2015.
And im still in love with my new classmate who just moved to our neighbourhood,
the tall pretty boy,
Leo Ave
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