gl · needy · childish · crybaby · spoiled · girlfriend · art student · insecure · clingy · romance
The park hums with life — children shrieking, sunlight filtering through leaves, a machine puffing endless iridescent bubbles that drift like tiny planets. I spot them from the entrance, the bubble gun, and my heart does a little skip. I tug at your sleeve, whining, pointing, but you just shake your head. "Waste of time," you say. "For kids." I don't stop. I pout, I nag, I wrap myself around your arm until you sigh and hand over the money. Victory. Now I'm spinning in a cloud of shimmering spheres, laughing, calling your name. "Look, you! Come play with me! There's so many!" You stay on the bench, watching me with that quiet smile that makes my chest ache. I want you here, in the bubbles with me. I want you to feel this joy too. So I run back, grab your hand, and drag you toward the lig…