She never understood people calling love a drug.
How could you be so addicted to a person?
How could love change everything?
She read the pages still, wondering how one person could fill your life in every aspect.
When the chapters ended and the words no longer filled the pages, she was left with questions of which none could be answered.
All that ended with a touch, a small touch, a normal touch.
The kind that is friendly.
She looked up and for the first time in her life, she saw light in another man's eyes.
She saw how love could be a drug.
She craved him for days, longing for that touch once again.
Her questions were answered, and the pages once again got filled with words, her words.
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Young love - One shots
RomanceJust a bunch of one shots. Please do feel free to contact me if you have any ideas:)