high-strung and brittle, so easy to shatter. fragile; hanging off a little strand of life, are only some of the ways my blue eyed beauty makes me feel. the boy i've been in love with for months on months, without even knowing his color of eye, wanting a friendship with me. interested in me. angry at me for not making any contact with him. what could i do, what could i say? could i tell him how my thumbs hovered over the keyboard on my phone for hours upon hours, typing up a short something and almost sending it before thinking the better of it and deleting it? could i tell him that i deleted over 50 texts that i was going to send, due to the thought that they were all too stupid for someone as beautiful as him to recieve?
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do you all like these short little chapters? obviously they're michael's point of view, but like, do y'all want me to continue them or just make it regular chapters?
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gigs ; muke
Fanfictionwhere luke is just a boy who loves playing, and michael's just a boy who loves watching ( cover creds to @thelifeofpablo )
