dear you,
he called you in the middle of the night,
you must be confused,
seeing a tall boy ;
throwing rocks at your window,
with flowers in his hand.
YOU ARE READING
paper hearts ;
Teen Fictiondear love, i hope you'll be happy again. wreckedcal © 2015
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dear you,
he called you in the middle of the night,
you must be confused,
seeing a tall boy ;
throwing rocks at your window,
with flowers in his hand.
