OSL:BHYN

1. I hope the stars in your stars are still alive. 2. I hope your chest hurts when you think of me at night. 3. I really hoping this to end with our gigantic happiness. 4. So, what else did you expect? 5. I kept look out for you everytime that you went out just to make sure that you’ll be alright (even you didn’t noticed at all) 6. “Don’t make me feels this stupidness alone again” –my favorite heart’s whisper. 7. I swallowed every one of your tiny tales, they went down like the shrads of the glass. And I smiled with blood on my teeth. Please imagine it when you read this. 8. Was it me or was it the timing? –no answer. 9. If you were think about it, all of my best me-moerds of you kinda my favorite daydreams. ( Can I just hugs you right now?) 10. Your inside skin hand always seemed to be rosy tomatoes. Sooooo reeeed. Conclusion: Loving you is the sweetest form of self destruction I could find. You gives me Mandragora instead bunch of flowers. But, which favo

She is the first spring day after the longest winter. The warmth of her smile is like the warmth of the sun on your skin, a feeling you almost forgot about. A clear blue sky like the way she clears your consciusness, she is calm and refreshing. She is the light at the end of the tunnel, delicate like sunflowers petal, presistent and reaches towards the sun. She is an everyday grace we sometimes forget to say thanks to. She is an autumn day filled with bumpy warm sweater, hot chocolate, salty poetry and combats ugg boots pair. She laughs so hard then the leaves fall off the trees and the orange in them is reminiscent of her hair. She’s not quite the sun but not quite to the moon either. She’s not quite a summer but not quite to winter either. She’s original and comfortin, warm flames in the fire pit, a new beginning, new school supply shopping, pumpkin picking apple cider friend. \\ He is the biggest snowstorm of the winter, making everything glitter and sparkle.