3am thoughts

xxiii

i spilled my thoughts about you

over these pages, feelings in every cursive 

letter. every time i write about you,

 it somehow makes me feel better.

and today, you were so nice to me

i didn't know what to say.

maybe i should write about you

every single day.

you put the biggest smile on my face

during the roughest day. you

filled me with warmth that left 

me happy all day.

can it be like this for the

rest of our lives? but more?

where you're mine and i'm yours?

-

my midterms were trash

i thought i did so well

and i have a migraine from stress

but he actually was so sweet and nice to me

so i'm really happy.

gonna go listen to some music 

and do trigonometry boo