She's taller now. I mean, makes sense, it's been two years, but I didn't expect it. Her hair is short, chopped so it swings just above her shoulders, framing her rounded, rosy cheeks perfectly. Her hairs still blonde, but with brown throughout it now. Her smile is large, and her dimples deep. She wears a lilac sweatshirt that perfectly brings her eyes. Her emerald eyes. The ones that shine with joy and shimmer with innocentness. The same way she used to look. The way I've fallen asleep fantasizing about again and again. She laughs at something her friend has said, the sound surrounding me, and making my own cheeks flush, and my brain flood with memories of the time we've spent together. I stand there, admiring my beautiful ex. Jada.
This is a sneak peak for the next part of I wish I didn't fall <3 Also for a competition! :D Picture from Google POV. Westley
