to jbg

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blackard,

hey bitch, stop doing that.

stop smiling at me,

stop making me laugh,

and stop being so fricken cute.

the way you would randomly scare me at my locker just to get a reaction out of me.

the way you would poke my sides to make me laugh.

ugh.

i hardly see you for 5 minutes out of a whole day, and yet that short time i do see you is on my mind for days on end.

the happiness drips from your smile like the tears from my eyes when i realize how much you mean to me.

you make me feel special, you treat me like i deserve more than just tears.

you make me feel like i deserve to smile and laugh every day.

so as a loud laugh leaves your lips, a large smile grows on mine.

you make me smile in the weirdest ways.


-m


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