Say hello to good times, save them for the fast track...
I've given him some space, to think to be himself without me reminding him not to over think it. I did this to him really, so for now I'll let it be. But I miss him, I miss playing with his fingers when he reads, and falling asleep in his arms--and his kisses...
But what do I say? You over it yet? That's hardly something to say.
Why does this have to be so awkward? I don't want him to graduate in a month and have us still like this--oh Merlin...he's graduating...he's leaving. What does that mean for us?
FOUND IT! I've been so busy writing essays, I nearly handed this in as part of my final Charms essay. One month eh'? Weird--how time goes by so fast when your not looking eh'?
Erm, Hi.
I miss you