Love changes everything. How you see the world, how you see them.
*based on my imagination*
Today, he wore black.
Dark like his hair.
They looked smoother.
I wanna glide my fingers through them.
And when we crossed the hallway, his cologne; ugh, it struck my nerves.
So hard it was; the deo, and the urge to smack his lips with mine.
He's the same idiot as before. The insensitive guy everybody hates behind his back. No one knows I am his girl.
I became, before knowing myself.
Crazy what love does to you.
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FantasíaA bunch of short stories, scenes, poems, fantasies that I create in my head.
