Thoughts, mainly considered poetry.

What title could I possibly type...?

I adored her. I did it because she never cared about those giants and imaginative ones.
What really amazed her was that tiny and lonely cloud that, apparently, didn't have much to reach in the world and, however, was there.

I did because even though she knew the world could be a terrible place, she was in love with it like if a smile could solve everything around it.

She was a dreamer, and I've always enjoyed sleeping awake.