"Mills!" you exclaim as you run in the room to greet me
You are a sunny day with a rainbow
Your polka dot t-shirt you always wear
Your prom dress hangs in your closet just begging to be worn by me but of course it doesn't fit
I always laugh imagining your face as you got that crazy im from that boy who keeps trying to ask you out
your mad obsession with robert pattinson
how you always say LYLAS as I leave the room love you like a sister
I LYLAS
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