Stopping me in my track to remind me I'm yours and we'll forever be part of one another. My spine receives chills of your concurring promise. My heart spikes with joy and I am satisfied with your words.
I smile towards your irritable smirk. Appreciating your everlasting confidence in our twisted love story. Reminding myself almost at an instance that we could never work. Knowing that I am willing to try, I engage with your unpleasant conversation line and entertain you with love in my heart. Our future misfortunes will become our gratitude.
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The Other Version
Short StoryThis story was written for the future. In hopes and knowledge that a love story would begin this way. Between two contrasting traits but seemingly one soul. The writer embarks on a journey of different occasions feeling a certain way.
