I have to be honest:
I've been dreaming with you since we met that afternoon. I had the best time in weeks with you, and I miss that. I wanna repeat, but you seem to disappear once it's over...
I was at the library, trying to study, and then I found out the drawings you did on the corners of my pages. I instantly smiled at them, and it took me to the moment you were drawing them.
You were just laying in the table, drawing, giving me some looks while I was studying. I can't help but adore when you stare at me while I'm distracted, it's just so pure.
I know you still exist, because I see your stories on Instagram, but for Lord sake, write me please.
