RevoltRagon

Day one, I told you I loved you the only way I knew how. I gave you my words. You gave my words back, thinking it a joke. With everything you knew about me, it was inevitable. But I won't give up. Not for you. Day seven, I tried again, a bouquet of flowers in my arms. My hopes raised when I saw the surprise. Then you threw my hopes back down. I could only chuckle while you laughed. Someone was happy to take the flowers but it wasn't you. Day fifteen, a third time to try. I took your hand in mine and kissed you like on Valentine's. You remembered that day and gave it a repeat. My face stung all day. Day something, I lost count o