If hearts should speak..

Riley's Thoughts

Wait for somebody who understands all different parts of you, from silly to romantic, from shy to insane, the artist, the outlaw, the lazy, the inspired, the lover, the one who is waiting for somebody just like you. And who would that be? Of course, Mark. He came into my life and became it.
Anyone who saw how she looked at him knew that she was hooked. It was Mark Ricci, who wouldn't be?
He was the best person I'd spoken too; polite, honest, funny; the person I'd began to love for how and who he was.
Although Vanessa and Nikita know we're talking, how do I tell them I fancy him? Do they already know? What would they think of him?

I want to lie in bed or on the floor with Mark and play with his hair, and listen to his 2am thoughts on what he's thinking and dealing with. I want to be the one rolling my eyes at his sarcasm and giggling at his jokes. I want to be the one to love everything that Mark has grown to hate about himself. But most of all, I wanted him.

I always wondered what I looked like through his eyes and how he thought I was the nicest, friendliest and wackiest person he'd ever seen.
He always tells me he loves how calm I can be, yet so chaotic, how funny I was. He would always tell me how good I made him feel and how he always had a good feeling when I was around him.

I loved that he loved me for me.