I CRY EVERYDAY BECAUSE I MISS YOU.

DREAMING OF YOU.


It's true I've been saving this one for when I actually did dream of him,
But the truth is that I can't.
Not without my best friend,
Not without my lucky star.
Without her,
I dream trivialities.
I dream about getting lost to school,
And stupid and unnecessar things like that.

So I've decided to put this picture,
Because I've just realized I dream about him every second I live,
Every breath I take.

Here's an example:
I saw a really cute, tall blonde.
We seemed to have a lot in common.
Our love for books,
For instance.
I tried to make my presence felt,
But something deep down told me it wasn't what I wanted.
Yes,
I actually did it half heartedly.
I later told myself it was because my heart was already taken.
And it is,
Taken by the sweetest and kindest of all boys.
By the most flirtatious,
The one who knows how to make a woman fall in love with him,
Without even meaning to.
The kind that regards you as a friend,
But that knows how to treat their friends.
THAT'S the boy I fell for.


DREAMING OF YOU.


Fireeyes... the first time I sign like that.

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