Looks? Got em.
Body? No...
His long legs make him tall. Obviously. So slim. His hands are long. Unlike mine.
He's taller than I am,for I am a small person. Yes. I admit I get jealous of his hands and legs. The girl I admire loves his hands and legs. It feels sad.
She wants to hold his hands so bad. I can observe her staring at him. As her bestfriend,I'd help her hold his hands.
I am so stupid.
Useless crying. Useless harming. Useless thinking.
Why do I do this to myself?
I used supernatural ways for my hands to be long and slim like his. But still nothing.
But then
One moment changed it all completely.
She confessed her love to me. She said she fell for me deep and hard. I said the same. I said my true feelings.
Long hands,slim legs? I don't need those...
All that matters is that I finally have her now.
