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**