I owe you, a lot seriously. this morning was, amazing, honestly. im at a loss of what to say. God knows WHAT i was thinking when i asked to meet you out in the morning. and you asked if the place had to be private. it was as if you knew. screw that, OF COURSE you knew, its you. when you came, i dont know, i was bloody glad that you asked if i wanted a private place. and STILL there were so many people, teachers, cars, going past, i was thinking how the hell am i gonna do it here. anyone sees me, im screwed. so i paced back and forth, you tried to keep a conversation but of course you saw that this was going nowhere. why, cos youre the one who can read people, and im the one with a major phobia of hugs. so we went up the floors. second floor. random people polishing their instruments everywhere. third floor. in plain view of everyone. but we went around the bends to the open rooftop. its not some fancy hilltop roof with a fantastic view or anything, but a quiet place to have a little privacy was cosy enough for me. i actually quite liked it heheh, old, red bricks with little algae around the sides and a little moss in the corners. and pretty nice olden day doors made of wood and look they were gonna break down anytime but still providing the temporary privacy. like it makes you feel secure with the slight tingling of expecting someone to come through any moment, its the little things that blow your complete moment, but i like it. so we talked a little, i mostly walked from point to point while you watched me, really i could tell youre making the effort and i really appreciated it. continue when i feel like it.