Sighting

Uff those eyes I fell for, the way you pierced me from afar, what were you expecting when you came and asked for a cigarette but a shy, nervous, melting scoop of ice-cream, who’s wishing to have followed you and said you are so pretty, and I’d definitely stop time to observe every pixel of you and feel you! I am curly haired, you’re long, wavey, brown haired!

Me