I like the way your hair falls in your face ; you'v got the keys to me, I love each freckle on your face.<3
You mean so much to me. I really, honestly wish you knew that. I love your smile, I love your eyes, I love everything about you. That’s something I can’t say about everybody. The fact that I realized I’d do anything for you, that scares me. I could only hope you feel the same way. I hate how I can only tell you this by means of a blog, and you won’t read this. I wish I had the courage to tell it to your face. Then, maybe I’d stop wondering, “does he like me?”, “does he even care that I exist?” I hope you do, because I’d be willing to bet you won’t find anyone who cares for you as much as I do.
<3
