
#5
Tell me again, tell me again what am I to you. Because I wish I had become a momentous part of you, even if it was just for a moment. Because you had become mine.
It’s probably unhealthy but you don’t know how many times you had been coming and going into my thoughts (uncontrollably). In the middle of my conversations, even. You had surprisingly become a permanent residence. But I hope you plan to move out soon, because it seems like I am too comfortable with you in there that one day I wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about you (haha)

I do miss your husky voice, and your signature cute smirk. Or the way you say “hey” for the first time. And the way your cheeks flushed red when you snicker. Oh, and babe, when you wink, my heart instantly flutters a little inside. I am even ensorcelled by your charming shy smile.
I might say, it’s the first I felt like this. It’s the first I had a feeling of affinity towards someone.
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