Lilieth
I can't sleep.
I'm lying awake in bed hours after our exchange in the kitchen, thinking about it nonstop.
If his words meant what I think they did...
No. I close my eyes, hoping that it'll help quiet my thoughts. I'm thinking about this too much, and there's absolutely no reason why I should read between the lines. If he's not being straight with me, that means that I'm reading into things too much.
Besides, what do I even want? To hear that he has feelings for me? What would I even do then?
I haven't thought about it yet. I do recognize that something inside of me feels different whenever I'm around him. I'm finding myself looking at his face and realizing just how handsome he is, whereas before, his face was just...a face.
His eyes are so green, and whenever he's the s
