ʝαʏ∂ɛи κιиɢ
♕
I love you, I am who I am because of you.
You are every reason, every hope and every
dream I've ever had and no matter what
happens to us in the future, everyday we
are together is the greatest day of my life,
I will always be yours ~~ the notebook
Have you ever had that feeling? That true feeling of true love? Well, I have. And let me tell you just how damn amazing it is. It starts out like this – you see her, and your heart kind of… stops. Just skips a little beat. Nothing too major, just a tiny pound against your chest. You don’t know it yet, though, that you’re in love. You just know that the girl that is standing before you is the most gorgeous human being that could ever walk this earth, and that you’ve never seen another girl as beautiful as she. At that point, you don’t realize that you aren’t just looking at her beautiful face or body, rather inside and to her heart, at that one little thing that called out to you. Then, it progresses. You begin to think about her. Not too much, just little visions and thoughts of her spring up in your mind all day and all night. Eventually, though, she’s all you can think about, and no matter if you are with her or not, you can always imagine her sweet scent, the beautiful gaze of her eyes. Your body will now start craving for her own. You must see her, or else you might just go the slightest bit insane. You start to look for her wherever you go, dying just to catch a glimpse of her one more time. When you do finally find her, though, you get that same first feeling all over again, just a thousand times more strong. A smile splits your face, your heart begins to slow as your breathing catches in your throat. You must tell her how you feel, and at this point, you don’t even care if she hates you. You love her. And no matter who you are, true love can never be erased. Especially not when I walk down the hall with Hanna beside me. It's almost as if you can feel the electricity passes through the two of us, lighting up the smile on my face that couldn't be shy of true. I can't even describe this. You just have to feel it for yourself.
And then, sadly enough, the bell is screaming in my ears, taking me out of my mindset. I look over to her and give a playful roll of my eyes, wishing that the dumb sound of a school bell wouldn't have to separate us. I'll see you at free period. I say, planting a kiss on her cheek before turning towards my class room. Next period is science, I believe? Sometimes I get a little fuzzy in the morning. As in which classes I should be heading to, that is. I am in AP science, which to me is a total pain in the butt. Sure, I love all of the physiology crap, but after a while, sitting in class just begins to morph to the point in which you want to murder yourself. I think that every teenager on the face of this earth feels the same, though.
Well, anyways, science goes on as usual. Droning teacher speeches, beakers of strange substances, kids whining over excessive amounts of homework and projects that Mr. Bogard signs out to all of us. The rest of my day basically goes on like this. Class, work, locker, Hanna, class, work, locker, Hanna, lunch and free period, and then the rut continues. By the end of the day, I'm tired out of my mind and covered to the brim with homework. Wonderful, isn't it?
|| WIP. I'm shot. x.x ||
♕
I love you, I am who I am because of you.
You are every reason, every hope and every
dream I've ever had and no matter what
happens to us in the future, everyday we
are together is the greatest day of my life,
I will always be yours ~~ the notebook
Have you ever had that feeling? That true feeling of true love? Well, I have. And let me tell you just how damn amazing it is. It starts out like this – you see her, and your heart kind of… stops. Just skips a little beat. Nothing too major, just a tiny pound against your chest. You don’t know it yet, though, that you’re in love. You just know that the girl that is standing before you is the most gorgeous human being that could ever walk this earth, and that you’ve never seen another girl as beautiful as she. At that point, you don’t realize that you aren’t just looking at her beautiful face or body, rather inside and to her heart, at that one little thing that called out to you. Then, it progresses. You begin to think about her. Not too much, just little visions and thoughts of her spring up in your mind all day and all night. Eventually, though, she’s all you can think about, and no matter if you are with her or not, you can always imagine her sweet scent, the beautiful gaze of her eyes. Your body will now start craving for her own. You must see her, or else you might just go the slightest bit insane. You start to look for her wherever you go, dying just to catch a glimpse of her one more time. When you do finally find her, though, you get that same first feeling all over again, just a thousand times more strong. A smile splits your face, your heart begins to slow as your breathing catches in your throat. You must tell her how you feel, and at this point, you don’t even care if she hates you. You love her. And no matter who you are, true love can never be erased. Especially not when I walk down the hall with Hanna beside me. It's almost as if you can feel the electricity passes through the two of us, lighting up the smile on my face that couldn't be shy of true. I can't even describe this. You just have to feel it for yourself.
And then, sadly enough, the bell is screaming in my ears, taking me out of my mindset. I look over to her and give a playful roll of my eyes, wishing that the dumb sound of a school bell wouldn't have to separate us. I'll see you at free period. I say, planting a kiss on her cheek before turning towards my class room. Next period is science, I believe? Sometimes I get a little fuzzy in the morning. As in which classes I should be heading to, that is. I am in AP science, which to me is a total pain in the butt. Sure, I love all of the physiology crap, but after a while, sitting in class just begins to morph to the point in which you want to murder yourself. I think that every teenager on the face of this earth feels the same, though.
Well, anyways, science goes on as usual. Droning teacher speeches, beakers of strange substances, kids whining over excessive amounts of homework and projects that Mr. Bogard signs out to all of us. The rest of my day basically goes on like this. Class, work, locker, Hanna, class, work, locker, Hanna, lunch and free period, and then the rut continues. By the end of the day, I'm tired out of my mind and covered to the brim with homework. Wonderful, isn't it?
|| WIP. I'm shot. x.x ||