notes [&reddie]

STRANGE!

dear richie,

love
is a strange thing,
isn't it?
you see, i've
always strived
in reading others faces,
depicting feelings.
but how can i
do that if i
don't understand my own?
maybe i should backtrack.
i think i'm in love with you, richie tozier.
which makes me scared.
well, not only scared.
it confusing me,
it angers me,
it makes me upset,
it hurts me,
it breaks me.
it breaks me that i've fallen for my bestfriend, and i've fallen hard.
but how could i not?
with your beautiful raven hair, that bounces in the wind.
your adorable coke bottle glasses, hiding your even more stunning chocolate brown eyes, ones i could stare at for hours.
your rosy lips, and the way they curly up to make a gorgeous smile, a smile i'm jealous of.
the way your freckles dance around your pale skin.
the way you laugh, it mesmerizes me.
your stupid jokes, and even the way you try not to let me see you smoke, or that you're hurting.
you are perfect, richie tozier.

from,
eddie, your biggest admirer.

wow i succ at writing fkdkd