March 23, 2016
Dear you, if it was possible to open someone's head and see what's in it in word forms, what you'd see in mine are: "his laugh, his snore, his pillow's smell, his morning face, his hands on the steering wheel, his hiccups, his annoyance at long sentences, his..." it would go on. These would be in a compartment entitled "Him" and you would laugh at the cheesiness but would also smile that smile of yours when you secretly like something. I like you a lot, I'd say. You would look down, shy, but I'd know you're happy. I'd be glad.