I’ve been lost over her since we danced that night years ago and I learned how to make her favorite milkshakes and I love her voice and the smell of her hair and her cute smile and how freaking kickass she is and I even love that she tried to kill me when I took the knife.
I have dreams about her sometimes that I really shouldn’t talk about in public because her dad will probably kill me but if she looks half as good without clothes on as she does in my dreams then...WOW.
...help me.