In the beginning we were like this:
"I like you.
I want to become the most important person to you.
Calling you without a reason, texting you, sharing cake and me ending up eating a lot, but you just laughing
about it and forgiving me.
Holding hands without needing to say anything, like it's the most natural thing in the world.
That's how I want us to be... "
Now, we're still like this:
"I want to hug you back.
Can I?"
...
Squeeze... squeeze
Hah... It's endless, huh?
I really really like you!
Love. What kind of feeling is it?
It makes your chest tighten, it tears at your heart...
You want to cry for no reason and your chest hurts like something been stabbed into it.
Ah...
Again, "Love" has piled up.
The truth when you're in love:
A world... in which the person you like, likes you back...
A world which glitters and sparkles this much... really exists.
