Girl. A girl with long, light brown hair and brown eyes. A girl with so many dreams and hopes. Just a girl. A girl with no one to understand her. No one, besides a boy. A boy, who cares about the girl. A boy, who loves her. Though he didn’t have the guts to admit it. ‘Till now. The same goes for her. She writes down everything she wants to tell him:
Hi! =]
I just wanted to tell you something. I want to thank you for being here for me. Thank you for helping me and telling me the truth. Thank you for your support. I guess… I just called to say I love you. As you love me too. I want to be with you. Maybe you want it too. Oh, and by the way, you’re an ass. And I still love you.
The girl leaves the pen. She looks at the paper. She is happy. Now all she wants to do is to wait for his answer, which better come soon.
