to you, my love.

think about 'chu.

i dont think it took a alot.

i remember you saying you liked me the first night we even talked.

and i kept thinking, "why on Earth would she say that?"

i was conflicted.

for the longest time. that happened to be about two weeks. you were so god damn flirty. and normally people just don't do that me. give me the time of day. call me nice things. hold a conversation.

it was easy.

so so easy to just talk to you for the entire day, i felt the "gwah" in my chest, just, giddy and excited.

and even afterwards it was easy to talk to you.

countless nights i've spent now talking till i pass out or force you to bed.

you'd stay up all night if you could.

and there'll be countless nights ahead.

sure i was an absolute brat.

you still liked me.

sometimes im lazing around just thinkin about you.

wondering what you're up to.

throwing a fit when you're busy.

feeling too happy when you're back with me.

my love.

i love you.

i think about you too often.

music reminds me of you. books i read, things i taste and even the words that i write. always so lovely to me you are, even in thought.

wondering if you're thinking about me too.

what kinda face you'd make if i kinda just crawled into your lap when you played games and kissed you.

want you to look at me.

i always feel pretty with you.

thinkin about you.

you you you.

thinkin about you once more.

how nice.