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[lusciiniia]

what soft romance cliché are you?

love at first sight

let's be real, only children believe in "love at first sight." but you're a hopeless romantic probably sitting around in coffee shops waiting to meet "the one." and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. infatuation at first sight is more accurate. you are the moment when two people lock eyes, and the whole world stills. nothing is there but you and them. and there is suddenly a strong sense of longing. you love love, don't deny it. flowers, chocolates, the whole nine yards. because of this you are loved by many. hopefully you know it too: you are loved.

[yvesdot]

A love letter to an increasingly obscured face.

This week, we have a piece of flash fiction (under 500 words) written for Wattpad’s To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before contest! We’re writing about crushes and unrequited love, and the great thing is that you don’t have to be familiar with any of my writing to read and understand this! My tiny offering to the newer followers, and to anyone who is forced to see me on their dash without having any idea of who I am.

If you’re not particularly interested in reading this piece/supporting it on Wattpad, look down! It’s all under this readmore, for all your reblogging needs.

[𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘺! 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 + 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴!]

i know you’ll never read this so it’s okay

i love you. if i were to tell you (which i won’t) i wouldn’t even use that word, it would sound so silly... but it’s the truth. i wish i could face it in myself at least a little

i don’t even know how to write it

i keep thinking i should cross it out but i won’t.

i miss you. i could tell you that, even if you wouldn’t understand. when we were little it was okay to spend all day together and call each other names. we could play house all we wanted and kiss each other for practice and it was all a fun game between friends

it’s not like that anymore

i miss that. you’re so different now, and i can’t find the old you. anywhere i look. we can’t do anything together not like how we used to and i know the kissing thing is silly but still. i miss spending time with you. i miss it being okay. i miss being able to do anything with you and not have it matter. but you’re so different now. you don’t look the same. you act so much older because you think you have to

you don’t have to

not with me

i should tell you that. i wish i would tell you that. i wish a lot of things i wish you would go back to how you were and tell me what was wrong so i could tell you how i feel and we could be together the way i want i wish you would kiss me

i wish i wish i wish

nothing i wish is going to happen and it’ll only hurt more and more. you act so funny around me like you don’t even know me

i guess i act funny too but it’s because i like you so much i’m afraid i’ll say something wrong and you’ll notice

i wish you would notice

i wish you would ask questions but you don’t and i don’t do anything and i think about you all the time but i talk to you less and less.. it still hurts to think about what i want us to be because it won’t happen. it won’t happen it won’t happen it won’t happen

but the wishes don’t go away

i’ll bury this letter

maybe you’ll find it by accident

that would be nice

scary

but nice

i hope you come home again.

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