Dear you,

         Thank you for everything. 

Now she stopped, her pencil lingering in the air. She thought about the 30 days they spent together, as friends, best friends, lovers, enemies. She smiled to herself. Quirk, oh my quirk.

Dear you,

         It's that one sunrise, perfect as the day begins. The one sunrise we'll share, and keep as our own. The laughter and the sound of the birds, the happiness and the rainbow breeze of the day. "Good morning" has a million impacts but one, and yours to me would be the highlight of my day. Those early morning calls, your sleepy (more like drunk) voice, and your early morning confusion. It's just so adorable. I love you for you, and every single little, tiny detail that makes you, you. Sometimes I laugh till my tummy hurts, just like any other girl, entertained and happy. But mine is a different kind of joy. My joy's yours, and yours, mine. Maybe the way you squint you eyes, or the way you pretend to scowl. Or maybe it's the deep curve that settles at the sides of your mouth when you smile. Maybe, just maybe, the way you run your hands through your hair. It's impossible, well, scientifically speaking (of course in my world) for hearts to skip a beat. But mine does, and sorry but I have to blame you my love. Now let's see. You are utterly confusing, perhaps crazy sometimes. That hot thing (boy, forgive me) you are in red and black. Your typos, oh your typos. It drives you crazy, it drives me crazy, it drives us crazy. Oh you. You shared your heart, your life. You made me a part of it, and boy, it's the best thing I never knew I needed. The whole bundle of sweetness you are, and how you make me wanna eat you all up. Oh you. "Three down, a million more to go." Three memories down baby, a million more to make. A million more. It's funny how strangers can fall in love, isn't it? Just like how I love you, a million jars of honey and a whole truckload of ice-cream couldn't tell.

She sealed the letter with a kiss, and kept it in her drawer. 

Just for you love, just for you.

♡ May, may I please be alive?
♡ Looloola #4
♡ With half open arms
♡ Compelled
♡ Trees hear, winds speak
♡ So I let my walls come down
♡ My heart beating in your chest
♡ The midnight mare
♡ Handmade floweries
♡ Moon on Fire