It's cold in my room.
All I can hear is the rain banging on my window.
It's loud.
But yet, calming.
It's dark and the only light source I have right now is my phone.
Darkness gives me this feeling of someone is watching me for the corner of my room.
Good Night lovely reader.
-K.L.

I understand now.
It's okay to wait.
We're young.
I know you love me & you know I love you.
I know that won't change.
Because everything will be okay at the end.
-K.L.

Sad part about this love is the wait.
The wait is what makes me go mad.
Too many sleepless nights.
I think about you more than I should.
Do you think about me as much as I do?
When will this wait end.
-K.L.

He is beautiful to me.
The scars on his face  
To the calluses on his hands.
He is prefect to me.
The way he walks,
To the way his eyes get overtaken from his cheeks when he smiles.
He is unique to me.
The way he loves me,
To the way he say,
" I love you."
Oh how he drives me crazy.
-K.L.

I must confess.
I always compare myself to the rest.
It's a habit, sadly.
You've done it before, I know.
We all have.
-K.L.

I don't get it.
Don't we usually forget dreams by the afternoon?
Then why do nightmares haunt me like a ghost?
Roaming in my head like a headache that won't go away.
This makes me schizophrenic.
-K.L.

Days like this my heart tells me to go dance in the rain.
But my mind stops me because it knows best.
But does it really?
When will my mind ever let me follow my heart.
-K.L.