The Boy From Summer. <3
He had black short hair. He was the first person i made eye contact and felt butterflies
ultimately. He made the conversation and i do too just how i like it. He would make
laugh a lot and put a smile on my face to make things better. He always got my back
and will tell me some of his secrets. He would always make eyecontact with me and it
would feel good. It would make time stop and then he'll smile at me while i do the same to him
and we just look away. We will say good things to eachother even if were bad at it like really bad.
All i wanted to say to him was i like you a lot but couldn't. Something in said dont say it so i didnt but do i regeret it?
No because i probably wont see him again, but i also do too because i wanted to know does he do too.
But now its to late so i wish i can rewind to that time to when everyhting was just me and the boy from summer.<3
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