Play with my hair please?

there’s this boy in my class, he’s aborable cute. He’s a sleepy boy, thats all he does. he falls asleep in the classes we have. before he does, he plays with his hair. i wonder if he has a girlfriend who does that for him. i wish i was her, i would love to play with his hair while he falls asleep in my lap. He’s headphones seem like his best friend but he has so many of them. hes big hand with a small one and his hair on the nane of his neck to be played with and a lap to lay his head on. hes so cute and you dont see his smile much so when you do, its like a blessing to the whole wide world, its so perfect. He looks...so cute when he’s asleep. his black soft looking hair and his soft thin lips and pretty brown eyes with him falling asleep and kepts saying sorry for it. i dont know him, his life, or anything.. i notice the small things in people and his so hard to find out. his glasses are cute thought i dont think he likes them. He’s built and strong, i dont care. he would still be a sleepy boy if he wasnt. i think the fact that hes a sleepy boy is cuter then anything else. Sleepy boys are the best but him... he is cuter than anyone in this school... i wish i could tell him.. im just not good with my words but i cant write like all my feelings down like this and never have to speak them. He’s a sleepy boy...cuter than all. goodnight sleepy boy text me tommorow.

i wish i could tell him that