And if we ever do meet again. Know that I will still love you, like I always did, one heart beat at a time
About the Creator
Sail On, Silver Girl
I was still mad about it, all these years later. I was barely an adult, and only thinking about boys, partying, and occasionally studying. I know, quite a change, isn’t it? I swear, the universe laughs, and the Deity feeds and thrives on the irony produced by our efforts.
By Meredith Harmona day ago in Fiction
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