Its an abstract concept. One day you met eyes with a person across the street, maybe he sat next to you in class. You sparked up a conversation with him because you liked his smile and before you knew it, that single day shaped into five, twenty, eighty days.
I hate you. You darn gorgeous, wonderful, beautiful thing. I hate you because Im so incredibly jealous. Because I can see how your smile stretches effortlessly across your face, how you glow with that pure type of happiness, how your entire body and face are absolutely radiant. Youre in