she was the "I hate you" kind of girl.
he was the "you know you love me" kind of boy.
they would tease each other
and joke together.
But this isn't a love story.
because then, after he said "I hate myself."
she was at his gravestone and whispered
"you know I love you."
YOU ARE READING
When things fade.
Short Story"my chapter in your book was over, little did you know you were the title of mine." - Quotes - Short stories - Poems [ I do not own all the writing in this book.] Everything belongs to its respective owner. **contains tiggers**
