It was impossible to hate you.
I tried, I swear I did.
But just the way you
smiled at me,
everyday when I walked into our class,
And the way you
loved my hair,
even though I hated it.
And the way you said
my name, like
it was the most
beautiful word
to leave your lips.
And they way you
grinned sheepishly,
when the teacher called us out for talking in class,
and you would shrug like,
"what can we do?"
There was something
about you,
that was impossible to hate,
and I found myself thinking about you,
more often than not.
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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐄, park jimin ✓
Fanfiction❝WHEN ITS DARK ENOUGH YOU CAN SEE THE STARS❞
