Michael...
I touch your soft, smooth, warm skin. My fingers tingle, my moyo skips a beat. You're blissfully asleep. Your beautiful face arest and calm. Gourgous chokoleti cloloured, almond-shaped eyes closed. Full, mto lips silghtly opened, breathing quiet breaths. Your cute, silky black curls fall to the side and infront of wewe Angel face.
I wonder what wewe dream about... Songs, world peace.. all of these beautiful things.
wewe do a deep sigh, slightly making me jump. You're an angel. I trace your perfect jawline. I wonder if wewe can feel my gentle touches? If wewe can, do wewe like it? I gently songesha your hair from your face and behind your ear.
Suddenly, wewe songesha and your big, warm arms wrap, upangaji pamoja around me. Your scent is deliciously intoxicating. Your body is so warm. ... I'm in Heaven. My moyo is racing. Your heartbeat is musical.
I really wish we could be together. I just want to be able to kiss your lips. To maybe just kiss your cheek. And to feel your lips on mine. In just three years... We could be together.
But you... DO wewe upendo me like I upendo you? Are wewe happier when I'm around? Are wewe sadder when I'm not? Does your moyo race at the speed of light when we're close? Do wewe get shivers at my every word?
I wish we were closer in age...
Your harmonious heartbeat and breath lull me to sleep.
***
I wake up to the murmured sounds of The Three Stooges and your angelic giggles.
"Good morning!" wewe give me that beautiful Smile. "Sleep well?"
"Yes," I yawn, putting my hand over my mouth.
"Your mother's coming over at 3 to pick wewe up for your violin lessons," wewe inform me, a sort of sad tone in your voice.
"Damn," I sigh and sit up.
"I know," wewe look at me. Your eyes are amazing. I'm actually Lost for a dakika until a bonk! on ther TV scares me. wewe giggle. I'm still tired. I lean on you, and we snuggle and watch TV. Curly's having Trouble with his sweater.
"So," your sweet voice sounds unsure how to start. "Have wewe found wewe Girlfriend au boyfriend yet?"
"I have my eye on people..." I blush, not wanting to make it odd. wewe seem dissapointed. I can tell.
"Like who?" wewe have that ooh, tell me! voice that wewe use to cover it up.
"A guy and a girl," I say, giggling and playing with your bed-headed curls. wewe say, with an amazing chuckle that I'm being cryptic. "Why do wewe need to know?"
"So if they hurt you, I can get my bodyguards to teach them a lesson," wewe say in all seriousness. Your eyes have dulled a bit (this happens when you're serious about things like this) and your mouth is pressed in a firm line. Your eyes are looking straight into mine, pleading, If they even look at wewe in a way wewe don't like, wewe tell me. "I really don't wanna see wewe hurt, Adds." Your eyes get their sparkly-ness (new word :D) back as I hug you. I can feel your moyo beat as fast as mine. "Thank you, Michael..." I say softly as wewe stroke my hair with your hand and whisper, "You're welcome..." Then wewe say, "You mean so much to me... I don't like seeing wewe hurt... It makes my stomach twist."
You're so sweet... I nod and wewe kiss my forehead gently. wewe have no idea how many Butterflies are in my stomach right now. How Happy I feel, just from that little kiss on the forehead. I can't describe at all my feelings, Michael.
Your caring eyes look into mine. "If you're hurt, physically, emotionally, or-"
"I know, Mike..." I say, sorry to interrupt. "You tell me that every day..."
"Do I tell wewe that You're My Best Friend everyday?" wewe ask, a sweet Smile on your face that almost makes me lose my breath.
"Yes," I laugh. "Twice."
"I'm gonna up it to three," then that grin wewe give me literally makes me have to catch my breath. I giggle. "What's the occasion?"
"You," wewe say simply.
I'm so happy I'm your best friend and you're mine. We share secrets, play games and giggle with eachother. Just being close to wewe is amazing. I thank God everyday for you. I've prayed, ever since I heard your voice to meet you.
My prayers have been answered.
*~* End of part one! *~*
If I get good reviews, zaidi than 3 likes and maybe some constructive critisism (wtf, I dont think that's how wewe spell it 0-0) and help with spelling errors, I'll make more! :D
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I touch your soft, smooth, warm skin. My fingers tingle, my moyo skips a beat. You're blissfully asleep. Your beautiful face arest and calm. Gourgous chokoleti cloloured, almond-shaped eyes closed. Full, mto lips silghtly opened, breathing quiet breaths. Your cute, silky black curls fall to the side and infront of wewe Angel face.
I wonder what wewe dream about... Songs, world peace.. all of these beautiful things.
wewe do a deep sigh, slightly making me jump. You're an angel. I trace your perfect jawline. I wonder if wewe can feel my gentle touches? If wewe can, do wewe like it? I gently songesha your hair from your face and behind your ear.
Suddenly, wewe songesha and your big, warm arms wrap, upangaji pamoja around me. Your scent is deliciously intoxicating. Your body is so warm. ... I'm in Heaven. My moyo is racing. Your heartbeat is musical.
I really wish we could be together. I just want to be able to kiss your lips. To maybe just kiss your cheek. And to feel your lips on mine. In just three years... We could be together.
But you... DO wewe upendo me like I upendo you? Are wewe happier when I'm around? Are wewe sadder when I'm not? Does your moyo race at the speed of light when we're close? Do wewe get shivers at my every word?
I wish we were closer in age...
Your harmonious heartbeat and breath lull me to sleep.
***
I wake up to the murmured sounds of The Three Stooges and your angelic giggles.
"Good morning!" wewe give me that beautiful Smile. "Sleep well?"
"Yes," I yawn, putting my hand over my mouth.
"Your mother's coming over at 3 to pick wewe up for your violin lessons," wewe inform me, a sort of sad tone in your voice.
"Damn," I sigh and sit up.
"I know," wewe look at me. Your eyes are amazing. I'm actually Lost for a dakika until a bonk! on ther TV scares me. wewe giggle. I'm still tired. I lean on you, and we snuggle and watch TV. Curly's having Trouble with his sweater.
"So," your sweet voice sounds unsure how to start. "Have wewe found wewe Girlfriend au boyfriend yet?"
"I have my eye on people..." I blush, not wanting to make it odd. wewe seem dissapointed. I can tell.
"Like who?" wewe have that ooh, tell me! voice that wewe use to cover it up.
"A guy and a girl," I say, giggling and playing with your bed-headed curls. wewe say, with an amazing chuckle that I'm being cryptic. "Why do wewe need to know?"
"So if they hurt you, I can get my bodyguards to teach them a lesson," wewe say in all seriousness. Your eyes have dulled a bit (this happens when you're serious about things like this) and your mouth is pressed in a firm line. Your eyes are looking straight into mine, pleading, If they even look at wewe in a way wewe don't like, wewe tell me. "I really don't wanna see wewe hurt, Adds." Your eyes get their sparkly-ness (new word :D) back as I hug you. I can feel your moyo beat as fast as mine. "Thank you, Michael..." I say softly as wewe stroke my hair with your hand and whisper, "You're welcome..." Then wewe say, "You mean so much to me... I don't like seeing wewe hurt... It makes my stomach twist."
You're so sweet... I nod and wewe kiss my forehead gently. wewe have no idea how many Butterflies are in my stomach right now. How Happy I feel, just from that little kiss on the forehead. I can't describe at all my feelings, Michael.
Your caring eyes look into mine. "If you're hurt, physically, emotionally, or-"
"I know, Mike..." I say, sorry to interrupt. "You tell me that every day..."
"Do I tell wewe that You're My Best Friend everyday?" wewe ask, a sweet Smile on your face that almost makes me lose my breath.
"Yes," I laugh. "Twice."
"I'm gonna up it to three," then that grin wewe give me literally makes me have to catch my breath. I giggle. "What's the occasion?"
"You," wewe say simply.
I'm so happy I'm your best friend and you're mine. We share secrets, play games and giggle with eachother. Just being close to wewe is amazing. I thank God everyday for you. I've prayed, ever since I heard your voice to meet you.
My prayers have been answered.
*~* End of part one! *~*
If I get good reviews, zaidi than 3 likes and maybe some constructive critisism (wtf, I dont think that's how wewe spell it 0-0) and help with spelling errors, I'll make more! :D
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