Saturday, January 15, 2011

hey leonardo (she likes me for me)

here's the thing,

i adore you to death.

i could tell you everything i find charming about you, the miniscule details that i file away and think of with the slow, careful bloom of fondness. the same familiar wash of affection that i've come to associate. every time you double over with laughter and i look at you; afterwards i think i must have been so obvious to anyone around. i could tell you tons of things! your spaghetti shoelaces and brown eyes.

you probably wouldn't believe me though.

ah well. shrug :)

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