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call → s e v e n

Bittersweet → call  s e v e n

❝In which he loves her flaws more than her perfections.❞

Honestly, I didn’t know what to do after you told me.

I really wanted to go to your appartement,

But I was still afraid you wouldn’t open the door.

I really wanted to hold you in my arms,

But I was still afraid you would only push me away.

I really wanted to kiss your tears away,

But I was still afraid you would only tell me to go away.

I really wanted to make you laugh,

But I was still afraid you wouldn’t find my jokes funny anymore.

 And even though I was scared for a whole bunch of other things, I feared the most that I wouldn’t see you again.

So, I knew there was only one thing to do.

’S-Should I come over?’ I asked.

Your sobs suddenly became a bit more silent.

‘Y-yes,’ you whispered,

I really wanted to do a little dance by then,

But I didn’t because that would look stupid.

‘Okay, I’m coming over. Stay exact where you are,’ I said,

Even though I knew you wouldn’t go outside.

I love how you hide yourself behind my back when you don’t know what to say, but I hate how you don’t want others to notice that – it’s cute.