At thirteen,
you got your first heartbroken. You and Felicity broke up and you drove your bike to my house just to cry really hard like a big baby. I reassured you that it was for the best though, that it was just the start of everything, that you will find more love in life and date more girls and break more hearts and you will be fine. Though, I hoped you'd look at me in the eyes and realise that I'm the one.
YOU ARE READING
The Hourglass.
Short StoryAt five, I met you for the first time. At eight, I fell in love with you. At twenty six, I watched you marry the girl you love the most in life. At twenty eight, you got your first child born into the world with such a happiness I could never give y...
