I don’t realize that I’ve been bewitched.
Your sharp gaze that pierce me right whenever our eyes met
Your soothing voice that accompany my sleepless night
Your rough fingers, a result of consistent guitar practice, that caress my messy hair. I find that very soft
Your thin lips forming a smile every moment. But my favorite is when they claim what theirs. It’s a perfect fit. And after that your smile getting wider.
But that’s only a few of many other things that makes me fall for you, hard. Falling in love is already hard and I have to feel it everyday because of you.
So dearest B, I write this not so fancy and pretty letter for you as I now that I’m less capable in showing affection. I know you understand it, you said that you knew I care and cherish you in my own way. But I can’t help it anymore, I think I need to at least showing you once in a lifetime. So remember and carve this.
I, this not so pretty girl, will always thankful for anything that you’ve done for my sake. They’re just little acts that you may considered nothing but I find that endearing. That’s just how considerate you are. You know how to handle my crankiness that my parents have already gave up. Don’t get tired of me, I’ve only show you a little side of me, you need to anticipate more.
With love, you short messy hair girl, A
7-7-2017, 11.31 PM
I kinda messed up my mind while writing this. If you feel this is pretty awkward, I’m sorry. I think I read too much fluffy stories, goddamn -__-