Today,
I
was thinking of how life would be with him.
How we'd be laughing in his room. How he'd be kissing my
cheek, my nose, my lips. How we'd talk just like
bestfriends. How he'd pick me up and spin me around, then
collapse on the floor laughing. How we'd do everything
together. How our first date would be, only us,
together. How we'd love eachother, no matter what.
How he'd be my first boyfriend. How he'd be my first
love. How I could finally be myself around someone. How he
wouldn't care if I'm not perect, or popular. How he'd
say my imperfections are what makes me beautiful. How
we'd never be together.
nmf