When i hear his name i think of the word "love"
when he hears mine the word is slightly different... "friend"

My favorite thing to hear is my name...coming from HIS lips.

You told me that you lied about her because you didn't want to hurt me, but what hurt was that you lied.

Boy:ur special
girl:yeah? well my mom thinks so. lol
boy:yeah...my mom would think so too

~*actual convo*~