𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟏𝟗𝟔𝟑 *•.¸♡ Isabélla♡¸.•*
Today I met this girl in a bistro and we had tea together. She had brown hair and blue eyes. She was very shy and quiet, but the way she spoke with that Italian accent lured me in. We talked about ourselves and what we liked. After we were finished with our tea, we went to her cottage where I then met her sister. From then on, I knew I was in love with this woman. We started off friends, talking to each other all the time. When we realised we both loved each other, we couldn’t stop this gaze between us. A few weeks of talking and cuddling, turned into kissing and more cuddling. We never done anything else besides kissing. We were afraid. We started going on more dates and kissed more, but nothing serious. We ruined a kids birthday party because we were making out in the bouncy house at the park. Our song was Daydream by The Lovin’ Spoonfuls. That was when I soon wanted you to be mine. You were the first girl I met and the last.
After a few months, you left.. I wished I never dated anyone else afterwards. No, I wish I could’ve convinced you more to stay. I should’ve given you more attention. Truth was, you were all I ever wanted. The smart, shy girl I fell in love with left.