the next day at school all wanted to do was be with denki kaminari. i couldn't stop thinking about him, i was so distracted in all my classes. i couldn't wait until lunch, i was going to sit with kaminari. i was so happy i almost smiled in the middle of class, i looked down and my skinny thighs and frail hands. my hands, kaminari's hands. they where beautiful, he was beautiful. kaminari was beautiful-
the bell rang. i got up, dashing to the cafeteria to find kaminari. my whole life had been about kaminari. every time i though about him i would get little butterflies in my stomach, taking away the hunger and replacing it with love. love, all love. i think i know now, i know what if feels like to love someone. i actually love someone. i love denki kaminari, but no way in hell could i say that i front on him. or even on text, i can't even look at him in the eyes with out melting. he was a hot sun and i was ice in a glass of lemonade. what if we fell in love, what if we grew old together, want if what if. i'm tired of what if's, i want for real. not dumb what if-
i saw him walking with that boy.. what's his name? sero? i think, hm.
雷はきれいだった。
Kaminari wa kireidatta.
kaminari was beautiful.
YOU ARE READING
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Romansadear denki kaminari, I'm sorry. if your reading this it means I'm gone, please don't miss me. don't sit and sulk because I'm gone. be happy because I'm in a better place, I'm where i should be.. I'm in my place. i love you my pretty boy.
