"because . . ."
i couldn't say it.
"i just."
stop stuttering, you idiot.
"i."
God, please help me now . . .
"i just do, okay?"
i shoved my seat backward,
the chair making a screeching noise
on the hard floor,
and i left the lunch room.
this time it was olivia
who was left alone.
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A/N
MWAHAHAHHAHAHAHAA
Love always,
Abee
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Dancing With Olivia
Short Story❝she was gravity.❞ ᅳ all he wants is to make her happy. hopefully his love is enough. [ written in verse ] ➳ highest rank #862 in short story
