Today I stood in the shower for 30 minutes, turning the wheel the read H,
higher and higher,
hoping that maybe...
just maybe...
I might feel the warmth I feel when I'm with you. But yet, I stood still,
bare,
and cold,
as the hot burning water slid down my body.
I dropped the pen down as I heard a small Click on my glass window. I groaned and rolled my eyes, as I had to be distracted by my writing, to see what was wrong with my window.
I lost my train of thought, and peered down, my eyes meeting green ones, and for a second, I didn't regret being distracted.
I breathed in, looking down at the tell guy with a plain black shirt, and black skinnies.
His eyes had warmth, the warmth i had craved, and for once, I felt a strong feeling in my stomach, and my heart felt like it was finally beating.
My mind raced as I leaped down the stairs, and stormed out of the house, a great smile on my lips.
I felt my heart beating faster every second, and when he turned around, i sighed.
This is real.
He's actually standing in front of me. Right now. Right here. He's-
My thoughts were interrupted as a deep voice, which i waited to hear, called my name.
"A." He spoke, saying my nickname which he thought was the best one ever.
I giggled. "A? Out of everything in the world, A, is what you come up with?" I laughed, my stomach started aching.
"I think it's creative. Like no one has ever thought of it." He said, flipping his "hair" out of place.
"O.M.G. H, you are so messed." I laughed, this guy was going to make me visit the mental hospital soon.
"See! You said H! WE. ARE. MEANT TO BE. A AND H FOREVER GAL!"
"H." I spoke almost like a whisper.
(The A -nickname- is pronounced like we do in ABC, not like "a dog".)
