mata biru,

all of us have that boy,

• He’s the boy we try to pretend we aren’t looking for as we make our way to class.
• He’s the boy that we lie about and claim to not care about anymore.
• He’s the boy that gives you the cliché butterflies, complete with the weakness in the knees.
• He’s the boy we’re thinking about as we read this.
• I think every single girl has this boy, and every single girl will remember him forever-
• He’s not the one for us, but he’ll always be somewhere in our hearts.

auwhhh,

mata biru.

still i adore you.

i heart you.

damn hard.

can't you see?

inside of me there were only you.

i'm not so over you.