thoughts; lrh

"dear diary, there's this boy at school, and everyday I can't help but admire him from across the room..."


4. -four-

Dear Diary,

Luke was talking about me today, yet he had no clue who I was.

I was the note I had written clenched in his hands as he told his friends about it.

It made him smile, and that's all I ever wanted; to be the reason for his smile.

He's been the reason for mine since as long as I could remember, and I felt I should repay him.

The note had said everything I could never speak.

It told him I loved him when my mouth could no longer open.

Love Ava.

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