Category : Stories

Sub Category : Romance

   The girl who I talk to the most knows who it is. I want to tell you so many things, but I can't. I get nervous about it. When I talk to you its like my thoughts are calmed down by your voice.                 
      They stop running rampant and seem to sit and listen like a mindless pack of mice being led by the piper. It is the greatest thing of my day to just talk to you. It...it is just so amazing. 
        I am glad I met you that day. Be it fate or something else. Whatever it might be I just want you to know that I think I fell too fast for you when your eyes met mine. 
     Those hazel colored eyes caught me and I couldn't get enough of them. I got lost in them immediately. Then that little smile you cracked when I said thanks about my hat. I love that smile you have. There is just something about it. Then all the way down to the smallest things. All of them are just breathtaking to me.
      I want you to know that this is my way I feel about you. I cared to much to let it go. That is why I decided to get your number. So to the girl whom I talk the most. I think I am falling in love with you with each day that passes.