We walked inside, sat down and ordered our food.
I love Chinese food! It's so… Chinese food-like…
Our food arrived. Every time I bent over to eat food, my hair kept falling into my face. I should've put it up or something.
I looked through my bag for a pony tail holder. Found it! And I started to put it on.
"Keep your hair down," Dean said, "It's prettier that way."
"Thank you," I said.
We talked for a while about how our lives have been since the last time we seen each other and stuff. Me and Dean aren't back together, but in my head we are.
You told me I was pretty when I looked like a mess
Today was a fairytale
Time slows down whenever you're around