𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 ༊*·˚ 𝗎𝗇𝗈

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knowing you hate such kind of communication, reading a pathetic book to find out about somebody's messy feelings is probably the stupidest thing you've ever done but believe me.

my feelings aren't.

the way you stare at me.. have i done something wrong? the way your gaze lingers on particular people and slowly drifts away makes me shiver. the way those green eyes sparkle whenever you do something you're passionate about is admirable. the way you fill my mind constantly makes me want to scream and protest but you're irresistible so eventually, i get to deal with this.

people try to convince me that you're a bad person at heart and i still can't seem to believe them. is there something wrong with being bad sometimes? they haven't seen your calm nature, did they? even though i couldn't experience any of your loving movements, any part of your calming nature or anything that's seemed a little less "you're not as important as an ant", i still believe there is something good in the pit of your heart.

hopefully, you won't regret reading this.

sincerely,

y/n.

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