I didn't know where to look.
I didn't know where he would be.
I didn't know if he would want to see me.
I didn't know what to do.
I sat on heavens floor,
watching the clouds change colour,
wishing he were by my side.
I wanted to see that beautiful boy.
I wanted him with me.
But, I don't know how I will find boy, that beautiful boy who wears thigh highs.
The boy who loves to sit underneath the cherry blossom trees, reading poetry, while drinking white roseberry tea.
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heaven // phan // thigh highs sequel
FanficCOMPLETE sequel to thigh highs ;))) also, how I describe heaven isn't necessarily how it looks. this is what I believe heaven to look like, if you believe in something else, well that's okay :) and just telling you that I'm not even religious sooo hi
