Being in love is such a sweet, innocent thing. Everyday you go to school just to see the person you love. You try not to stare, but you just can't help it. The feeling in your stomach as if all the butterflies in this world had gathered everytime you talk to each other, the moment so magical, you'd wish you could savor it. The way you laugh together as if you're lost in wonderland, but you never want to be found because, well you're with the one you want to spend the rest of your life with. When you say goodbye, he grabs you by the wrist and hugs you from the back, your cheeks so rosy and the butterflies return. 'But I woke
up from a dream I never wanted to wake up to. It felt so real, so pure, but so unreal.
