she laid herself beside him. she looked him for seconds until he noticed.
"what are you looking for?" he asked.
"the sweetest creation God ever made," she answered and smiled.
"do you mean, yourself?" he looked her straight in her eyes.
"no, i don't." she looked confused.
"but, i do."
YOU ARE READING
conversations and a cup of coffee.
Random[written in lowercase] the feels when he left, the darkness he gave, the promises he denied. *as bitter as a cup of coffee, but, she still wanna drink that anyways.*
