She liked beautiful people and their pretty greenbrownblue eyes. She liked that dark, quiet boy(man). The upwards motion he makes with his lips, when he hears something amusing, as if he's about to smile - but doesn't. It makes you want to cover your face and fall with all the butterflies, fluttering their wings in you stomach. That deep, slightly scary chuckle, rumbling sound as you lay on his chest. His honest, straightforward answers that might make you cry or violent or just make everything brighter and wonderful with all the confetti and blue skies and happyhappy smiles.
"Even if we kiss a million times. I'll still blush and act as if it was our first."
About Me
- Yellow ninja
- On the edge of the world, Far far away.
- I like things. I like a lot of that stuff. Like that thing between sleep and awake, and the color of water, and the sun and moon, and the stars and sky. And I especially like you. And your mistakes. And your eyes. And your laugh. And I like to think its only real to me.
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