Missing Me in Fleeting Years

He was leaning against the window and tapping his green fingers on the table. With a few strokes of painting, I burned his eyes, nose, and mouth into my heart. I thought I was eloquent and had thousands of sentences brewing in my mind, but when I saw him, they turned into stammers; I swallowed the fluorescent words of the girl's thoughts alive. I know very well that even if he is dressed in white and has his feet on the clouds, he is not here for me. One day, the girl he loves will hold his arm tightly and ring the doorbell of the wedding banquet. Is there such a beautiful person? Bright eyes and clear smile allow me to look at you A white moonlight boy who loves chocolate. I hope that for a moment, you will be my only romantic one. Intention: Study hard and become a better person.