where are you clay, i searched everywhere i could think of, i even got lost multiple times in this wreck.
please, appear somewhere, i dont want to accept your death. i cant live without you, it wont be hard for people to accept my death
nobody going to care
except for darryl.i'm losing my hope, even thinking about going back to london but then i remembered one particular thing
when we played truth or dare, the night where you took my first kiss and turned my dreams into reality, the night where we both confessed to eachother.
you admitted you always wanted to go to new york
thats my next stop
the city of new york.
in hopes to find you there
- sincerely, george, only yours.
YOU ARE READING
sincerely, george, only his. [COMPLETED]
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