The kinda blessing that whispers inside my head
The highschool year is about to go to an end, and it’s crazy how I think that we’ll be still in this situation for two or three years more. Because, isn’t it crazy to noticing you in a tiniest possibility, such as your voice, your giggle, the way you walk, your posture, and the way you smells like those fancy perfume.
I miss you, and I’ve always love you.
I love you, did u even know that?
Dude, I would never thought about other words except missing, I miss you in every aisle of our dorm, I miss you in every tiny city in the middle of the land of us, I miss you in every The Weeknd song, I miss you in every part of The Notebook movie, I miss you in every song inside the playlist I build for you, I miss you in every “good morning, I just woke up” text, and I don’t really know how to get rid of it.
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Bro, did you actually realize how I never call you with your actual name everytime I have to? Idk I think your name was just too pretty to be called by someone like me.
Buddy, I do love you, I would literally do anything you want me to, I would protect you from every pirates that wants to attack our ship, I would go to any place you want me to, and the most possible thing to do right now is that I’m gonna keep on loving you, with all of the fucking deepest feeling I’ve ever had.
My atlantis, I wouldn’t throw any hope on you anymore and I guess, I will always going to be a selfless shit and let myself pretend that we are a little bit more than just a friend.
Darling, I really wish that you will be the one that I’m looking for, really wish that you’re the right person, really hoping that you worth every single stories I wrote because they all are about you. Just like Noah Calhoun that wrote 365 letters for Allie Hamilton, even though Allie never receive it.
Your beauty hurts me, your laugh kills me, your smile stab me, the way you talk tears me into pieces because I know it was an absolute impossibility to keep you in my arms.
You’re the one that I yearn maybe for my whole life, that actually sucks. But you’ll always know the point of every words I wrote is because I love you, I do.
