she seemed happy today
seeing her happy
made me happy
that's what love is right?
she kept looking at me
i wonder why.
was my face ugly?
i want to hide.
"your eyes are pretty."
a part of me wanted to kiss her,
but it felt wrong,
yet so right at the same time
i think i'm crazy
crazy in love.
shit.
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rooftop {p.jm}
Short Storyif I hadn't wrapped my arms around your waist and pulled you back that night would we even be friends?
