//Oneshot Book (Vent and Requests)//

Моя любов

There's someone who lingers in my mind.
She visits me in my dreams, each appearance more elegant and ethereal than the last. Her soft brown hair, half tucked behind one ear, only to reveal her enchanting eyes. Brown irises that somehow captivate the colours of spring and the golden sunset. Her adorable mannerisms, they way she giggles as if anything I say is remotely funny. Her cheeks, smooth and tinted pink at every stupid one-liner I pull. Her hands, capable of creating so much with so little, the way they gracefully travel each page of her sketchbook as her incredible mind builds intricate stories mine could hardly compare to. I love the way she talks to me, the ideas we share and the memories we make.
I hope she never notices the way I look at her.
I can't bear to lose her as a friend.
For now, I'll let the beating of my heart go quiet, and hide the blooming flowers in my chest.
I'd rather have her in ignorance, than lose her in knowledge.
Моя любов <3