She's perfect. She's gorgeous, she's talented, she's happy, she's kind, she's funny, she's loving, she's worthy, she's adventurous, she's affectionate, she's beautiful, she's wonderful, she's exciting, she's amazing, she's clever, she's charming and artistic and bright and everything I'm not.
She makes his heart flutter, his face break with a smile, his stomach somersault every time she says his name, she does things I can't do.
She is his day, his night, his Sun, his moon, his happy, his...
His universe.
YOU ARE READING
feelings, oh, feelings.
RandomI'm not 100% sure what this is to be honest. Mostly just my emotions blurted out. So yeah. Happy thoughts. Sad thoughts. Scary thoughts. Non-genred thoughts.
