I couldn't help but laugh at his seriousness. "With you looking this good, I might not even want to get better."
I never realized he could talk so much.
He went over every possible situation that could happen before and after dialysis in excruciating detail. Listening to him made my head spin, like I was being sedated.
I slept for a long time and dreamed many dreams of the past, and Easton was in every single one.
When I first met him, Easton was tall and skinny, always leaning against the window, daydreaming during breaks. Looking back now, it feels pretentious. Back then, I would rush out with my beloved camera after class, pretending to shoot the scenery when the only subject I was framing was him.
Later, we were in the same club and spent more time together. I couldn't hide my feelings, so I impulsively confessed to him.
Back then, his features weren't fully developed, but he was already a beautiful boy. When he smiled, it was like the stars filled his eyes. He played an unknown melody on his guitar and then kissed me.
From that day on, every moment was sweet.