It's amazing. That thing that you do to her, those butterflies you give her. You hold her close as if you wish you could have her forever. Prolonging the embrace even as she pulls away to leave, every inch as strong as the last.
It's beautiful. The way you look at her, those eyes you have. They burn through her back as you stare, thinking she doesn't notice. Swirling with unspoken feeling and masked by serious concentration.
It's enchanting. That scent of you, the way it lingers on her clothes. It's a mystery how it stuck to her but it's sorely missed when it dissipates. The existence of diffusion, both a blessing and a curse.
Oh what she feels, what she thinks. It's overwhelming. And all she wishes is that she could keep your essence in a jar so she'd have it everytime she misses you.
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A Day In The Life Of A Girl Who Hopes
LosoweThis is my first randomness book! I'm following I'm the footsteps of my wonderful sisters and writing...typing one of these. So enjoy! P.S. This also consists of rants about everyday things that I hope you can relate to.
