I stay up.
Not because I cant sleep.
But because Id rather not sleep just to see you before I do.
Nightmares are scared away when you bless me with a "goodnight."
And as I stare at my screen, blinded by phonelight, I feel that familiar smile creep up on the corners of my mouth. I stay silent.
Yet my mind explodes with colourful matter, and my heart is compliant.
As flames and smoke of purple, green and blue increase in the air around me as I give in to you.
I give into you, and that cute smile, that brings me back to that feeling I haven't felt in a while.
That feeling, called home.
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The Romantics of a Silly Person
RomanceThis is probably my worst one yet. But I enjoy romance as much as the next guy (when I'm not throwing up after seeing my best friends gazing into each other's eyes). Like, I'm the first to be invested in a university love story or someone finally gr...
