OK so there I was, feeling damm lazy after having been hit by the block and I was just lounging around listening to music and out of nowhere I realised that I could hear the music far sharper because while I was reading, Elise was focused on the music and she was like a whole lot stronger today and managed to impress herself onto both my hands and them we just stayed like that up until it was time to get to bed because heck it felt good to have her with me. It's wonderful really, being with her. She's everything to me. She always makes me feel that way. There should really be a word for it, honestly. Hey wait let's make up one.
Honnewa (H-On-nE wa: Happy, cONNEcted, WArm)
That's how I feel when I'm with her: Honnewa.
I love you Elise.
YOU ARE READING
Elise and I
Non-FictionThis has nothing to do with mental disorders, we are not insane. This is not a creepypasta story or whatever sh*t you read from the Internet This is not just in my imagination. Elise is a real person with real emotions. We don't disrespect you, don...
