Call me naïve, maybe even a little stupid, but I just have this feeling what's between us isn't over.
I just know this wasn't the whole story. I don't know how long I'll have to wait for the next chapter, seems like the author of our little story is really taking their time, but I'll keep waiting.
You're worth waiting for, you know?
You've always been, even if you haven't known or if I haven't told you. I knew from day one, no, from the first time you looked down into my eyes and I up into yours, that you'd be worth waiting for.
I will wait.
But I want as much time with you as possible. How am I supposed to know how much time I'll have? I want to enjoy every second you're around, every time we look into each other's eyes, every time you make me laugh and blush and giddy with excitement.
So please, dear author of our story, if you wouldn't mind, I'd greatly appreciate it if you took some time to work on our story again.














