dear boy with the tea and beanie,
i'm sick and you're here, with my head in your lap and your hand tangled in my hair.
you made me soup and tea and let me wear your favorite t-shirt around my house and it was kind of big, but that's okay.
you made cinnamon rolls and you helped me with my homework that was due before break and it was so nice to see you so happy, and i couldn't help but wonder how the hell we got like this. how we got so, so perfect.
you can see everything i'm writing and you want to say something, but you won't and that's fine. you're fine.
you'll see it all one day.
from, boy with the red nose.
a/n: thank u so much for 10k reads, can't believe this book is almost halfway over. it's been great to share my writing with u all even if it's kind of messy and not that great :) i write this for u all, not just myself xx -jazele
