It's funny how those little words you say can make the butterflies inside my stomach flutter hard.
The way you say my name, with that gentleness in your voice as every single syllable of it escapes your lips, mesmerizing and magical, brings sparks to my ears.
It may seem nothing to you.
But to me, it means the whole world.
The way your eyes crinkle, and the way your cheeks blush whenever you smile is terribly cute.
The kind of cute that always makes me want to touch you, caress your face, and prove to the people that there is still goodness in this world.
Sad to say, I couldn't do that because you are just like those expensive figurines in the store: lovely to look at, but couldn't be touched. You are that expensive, or in other words, you are that too high to reach.
And maybe I don't have to prove it to the whole world, because they know how precious you are; everybody knows. Maybe, only except you.
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☂Maze Anukette
YOU ARE READING
Mindless Dreaming
Short Story"The way you make me feel." special thanks to @ParisLove- for the lovely cover! <3
