When she first met you during fall, she didn’t think she’d want anything like this. But… Creek supposes that it’s something she has to learn to accept. She’s been a bit of a mess lately—not because of you.

This morning, she missed the train, and called your name, like you were on it and would drive it back. God. She’s so hopelessly in love with you. You’re all she’s been thinking about throughout the day, she can say that for a fact.

Creek’s had better days, but… all she can think about is her love for you. How desperately she wanted to spoil you, kiss you gently like the fragile thing you were. So to keep her sane, she started writing love songs about you. And the song she sung today for you… it was just that.

Did she write that all herself?

“Aha… yes, though… I had to learn the guitar myself.” In reality, she wanted to learn it, as she thought playing a song she wrote about her “lover”, who was really supposed to be you, would be the most romantic thing she’s ever done.

Wow, it was such a pretty song.

“Ah… Thank you… I have some others but—those aren’t anywhere near done yet.”

She’s glad she was able to play them for you, those songs. Though, she’s a little dissapointed you didn’t realize it was about you, but thats okay. She’ll keep writing them for you, until you realized that the prettiest thing she’s ever seen, was you.