Today's another day, and its another day with her. Today she was standing so close to me i could smell that she had coffee that day, but it still smelled good, mixed in her own familiar fragrance. That comforting smell that i look forward to every day, and the soft touch that i anticipate, hoping that she will touch me because I'm to afraid to even graze her shoulder. even though i welcomed the closeness i still backed away, because my voice trembled with nervousness and i fidgeted with my glasses. i remember lingering near by as we both shared a conversation with a mutual friend because of the warmth radiating from her, one you cant feel from a far
"write me a love note" i knew it was a joke...but i couldn't help but get excited
"it'll be a long one" i replied
The one & only
DarkEmo
1 comment:
Not going to lie, that last line got me. that was a really sweet blog!
L.V.
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