"I like you"
"I like you too..."
it was a normal monday. seeing him in the hallway, smiling so preciously. he's effortlessly laughing in the class. it's music, that I've never heard before. it's that smile that lit up a sky in my depressive nights. his laughter, his smile, the way his ocean blue eyes painted rivers on the canvas of my heart. the way his voice spilled out words, almost similar to the poetry that saved my life. his black hair pulled his darkness together. his beauty overwhelmed me.
oh the way he loved me on that day. the way we hugged and felt eachother's warmth. the way he told me how beautiful I am, how much he really cared. my heart began to fix itself, and I became myself again. It's like I began to blossom with the March flowers and my smile became restored. I was told everything was okay, and for the first time, I believed it.
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8:49 a m
Teen Fictionbecause apparently I play the victim. apparently I really am as bad as you say. I know you hate me, and it's fine, because I've learned to hate me too.
