secrets.

six

I wanna get drunk.

I want it to be the type where I lose control and forget everything. But mostly forget you. I wanna lose all memory of you. Maybe then I'll be happy. For a while.

Or maybe I wanna get drunk with you.

And tell you some things I would never say when I'm sober. Something stupid like "I love you." Or just admit all my feelings to you.

I'm drunk so I guess it'll be okay.

Neither of us would remember it.

So why not.

I would tell you that I love your laugh. It's kinda contagious.

You laugh at the most stupidest things. Sometimes, they're not even funny. But I can't help but laugh along with you.

I also might tell you that I like your cheeky smile.

It's cute. It's one of those smiles that could cure cancer. I'm in love with it. The way your pink lips form an upside down semi circle. Or when you flash your million dollar white teeth. Well your teeth are crooked but still I just can't get enough of it.

And I love the way you speak. Every single word you say, it's like music to my ears. Your voice makes me all tingly inside. Like butterflies fluttering in my stomach. Also, the way you sing. It sounds perfect to me. Even when you always say you suck, I love it.

Mostly, I just love you. A lot.

I would never say any of these to you.

So lets get drunk.