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I'm really sad.

Posted by rainbowloom on 2014-April-30 04:40:37 EDT, Wednesday

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Tonight's one of my "sad" nights. I can't stop thinking about her...

Can I talk about her for a bit? That would really help. Thank you. (Hug.)

I love her hair. It's very long, (it reaches all the way down her back), and usually tied back into either one or two braids, although sometimes she just leaves it in a ponytail. Her bangs are usually left loose, wispy curls, parted on the right side; it's kind of hard to explain.

I love her lisp. It's very slight. It only really comes out when she gets really excited about something, and it's so adorable that I smile every time I think about it.

I love the way that whenever our eyes meet, and I naturally start to smile, she breaks down into giggles. Every single time. I sometimes find myself looking at her just so I can hear her laugh. :)

I love the way that whenever she reaches out towards me for something, I instinctively reach out towards her simultaneously, and our fingers touch. Every single time. She doesn't seem to mind; sometimes she even grabs onto my hand.

I love the way she leans up against me when we're side-by-side. It's just a little thing she does, but it's so obviously affectionate.

I love it when she draws on my skin. She holds my hand in her lap and doodles with a pen I sometimes bring. It's so relaxing that I could fall asleep.

I love it when she tells me to hold onto something important of hers and "keep it safe" for absolutely no good reason other than to display that she trusts me.

I love it when she wants something from my jacket or my bag and she just goes for it without a second thought because she knows how much I trust her.

I love it when she says my name. I can't explain why... maybe it's the way she says it... but every time she does, I just melt.

I love it when she looks at me with such adoration in her eyes... this doesn't happen often, but when it does, it becomes very clear that I'll never be replaced.

It's not even a crush anymore... I've used the word "love" too many times just now to claim that I'm not in love with her.

Wow... I just realized. I'm in love with her.

God dammit... now I've gone and made myself cry. Nice going, me.

At least I will sleep well tonight... for my dreams will be colored with thoughts of the little girl I love.

- Rainbow


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