Adoration
I saw the way he looked at her when she wasn't looking.
The way he caressed her cheek.
The way she giggled at his touch.
I want that with you.
I want you to look at me like that.
I want you to adore me the way he adores her.
Thursday 29th December 2016 8:51 pm
How do I love you?
How do I love you?
When I dont even know how you feel?
Could any of this be real?
Please don?t tell me it isn't true, because all of this would have been so cruel.
I care for you and all your flaws.
I adore you from afair afraid you'll see that I've fallen for you.
I'm afraid to say anything in fear of whatever is going on will stop.
you once told me you were lonely, did I fil...
Thursday 13th October 2016 6:28 pm
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