Dunno What to call this... Just random stuff

For my girlfriend ❤️

There is a place between sleep and awake.
I used to wish I could always be there.
It's where I belonged.
That is, until I met her. She was perfect.
Her pale skin that was tinted with pink when she was happy. Her blue eyes that looked like all the stars of the universe had been stored in them and that teared up when she laughed. Her sheet of long blond hair that shone in the sunlight and that she brushed unceremoniously aside when it got in her eyes.
All that and more made her perfect.
She became my hope, my angel. She is the reason I woke up from my long slumber.
She is younger than me and, the year I passed without her was the worst year of my life.
She is a very small person and I like teasing her for that.
I like letting her ware my sweaters. They slip of her shoulders and then I can leave beautiful purple marks there.
I like the anticipation I feel when I wate for her outside of her classroom.
I like smirking at the boys who look at her in the same way I used to, because they will never get her because she belongs to me and I belong to her.
I like the times when we simply sit at the edge of the Seine holding hands and stare at the water not talking, just thinking.
I like poking her in the cheek, when I do she pouts in the cutest way.
I like hearing her tell other guys that she has a boyfriend.
I like to say mean things about our teacher, « Umbridge » as we like to call her, with her.
I like those Sunday afternoons when it's raining outside when we just lay in bed and cuddle.
I like that she always complements my choice of clothing.
I like that we can communicate through simple eye contact.
I like randomly walking into her classrooms and then saying « oops wrong class » and winking at her.

I love to hear her giggle, when I tell a stupid joke.
I love the way she sais my name, usually when she is exasperated she sais Teeo instead of Théo.
I love the nickname she gave me.
I love calling her Lollypop.
I love the way her eyes light up when I give her food.
I love the sparks that I feel deep in my heart when I kiss her.
I love wrapping my arms around her shoulders and pulling her backwards into my chest.
I love when she sings random lyrics she makes up on the spot.
I love that when she gets flustered, she looks down at her shoes and starts rambling to herself.

A miracle made us meet and it will break loose before I leave her.

I love her, all of her, her flaws are what make her perfect.
Her perfections make her seem inhuman at first but when you bother to get to know her, all her little quirks shine through the bulletproof shield she has built herself.
She is different.
She is my cute and sometimes a little frightening, Lollypop.

<3 TB

This is about my beautiful angel of a girlfriend, Lolly.

*She is now my ex but we are friends. Things happen and we weren't ment to be 🙂*