Thinking about your crush like
I always loved the way you paused to contemplate things.
After that short moment when you receded from this world and escaped to your own, you’d come back and look at me with that sly smirk and those wide brown eyes with nothing less than a devastatingly witty remark.
And looking back on it I’m still not sure what I long for most.
Maybe I long to know what went on in the little world you crafted in your mind and escaped to.
Maybe I long to be entranced by the depth of your brown eyes again.
Maybe I long to feel the goosebumps on my neck raise once more, as you tempt me with every syllable you utter from your mouth that is always slightly curved into a cunning grin.
And of course, maybe I just long for you.
Ahh the sweet smell of being replaced
so airplanes officially banned tweezers. honestly i think anyone that can hijack an airplane with a pair of tweezers deserves the airplane