Dear him.
dear him_, i saw you today, but i didn't have the courage to look into your eyes. wearing your usual, you stood there. it's almost as if you were mocking me. my heart was beating fast and you knew you still had that effect on me. as i directioned  to get out, i almost tripped and fell-because of your idiot of a friend. i wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. when i crossed you, i had thousands of drangons in my stomach. my knees almost buckled up but, i wanted you to hold my hand, i craved your fingers to lock with mine. i got outside and slipped on to my shoes at the corner of my eyes, i could see you through the glass. even then, i didn't look at you, but i felt your eyes on me. i didn't glance back, even if i wanted to. i wish to forget you or whatever we had between us but, it's so hard. truth to be told, i really really miss you, even if you don't. i hope i get to see you once again, and when i do, i hope you'll call my name. loves much, from her. a.d.  
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@Me Myself and I thanks 💖
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