I always find myself drawing a heart in the back of my notebook or my arm or anything that I can draw with. When I draw a heart, I always think of you. Why? Because my heart beats for you and sometimes it skips a beat or two whenever I hear your name or I see a picture of you or whenever we’re together. Is that strange? If I have a spare time, I doodle our names inside a big heart then I’ll stare at it in five minutes or so then I turn red like a tomato. If someday you’ll see my notebook, it’s full of our names and drawings of hearts and a cartoon of us. If you want to, I’ll give it to you.
How many hearts did I drew at the back of my notebook with our names inside it? A hundred maybe. Sometimes when I got bored in class, I write your name in every lettering that I know of.