I blamed you for being ‘too sweet’ and hoped we wouldn’t see each other again. Not a month has passed and your green eyes were fixated on me from the minute you saw me. I ended up being wrong and we smiled untill the stars came out to dance with us. 


I’ve seen Milan, I’ve visted Paris, I graduated and I turned 18. But some nights my mind drifts and shifts and I can only think about the way your lips felt. That tiny little detail in this ever growing world.