i wish you would sneak up behind me,
whisper in my ear,
and tell me all the things
i've been dying to hear-anonymous-
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i've spent all this time
talking about how i can't stop thinking about you.
why don't i tell you what i dream about?
i dream of you telling me you've always liked me.
i dream our first date,
our first dance,
our first kiss.
i dream of the sweet romantic gestures you'd do
because you're the sweetest guy i know.
i dream of holding your hand,
of walking side by side together,
of laughing together.
i dream of movie nights
and of little arguments
that end in laughter.
i dream all this
and so much more.
why can't it be real?
CZYTASZ
letters to a crush
Romansletters from a girl to a boy who could never like her back [lowercase intended]