Entry Five

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March 23rd, 2016

Oh Erick,

What have you done to me?

As I keep seeing more and more of you, you've just made a nest in my head. I don't really mind it though since you're not intruding. On the contrary, you are welcome. It's like you just lay there for hours, invading my train of thought, steering me away from the freeways of schooling and drifting me into the turnpikes of literacy.

How is it that you've inspired me to write about you?

Lately, you are all I ever think about.

You and especially your beautiful eyes.

Those green eyes of yours seem to hold deep, mysterious secrets much like a green grassy rainforest. Oh, what I would give to explore them.

And your laugh, my god.

When I hear a glimpse of your laugh I just want to be the cause of it.

But damn, when I see you I have a hard time picturing myself by your side.

What are the chances of that ever happening?

Me and You.

You and I.

I see you around the halls all the time and I swerve away from you as fast as I can to avoid contact.

If only I wasn't so shy.

Sincerely, Katherine

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