I'm sorry about what I did to your girls car. I just really can't stand her. How can you date someone after being over for only three months? Now writing it in paper, I sound stupid. Damn it, I should be over you, but I can't. I love your smile. I love your cuddles. I love your kisses. I know I messed up, but I really want to talk about it.
You look hot in your football games. I know you have glanced at me while I cheer the team on. You always did like the way I looked in that short skirt and crop top. I remember we did some pretty fun stuff while I had my uniform on. We can do it again. You should hear me out.
People are confused. They stopped making up stuff, but now they are just confused. They ask and we ignore. That's how we always worked. In sync. Always together. I still love you. I never stopped. I'm not kidding me when I say I miss you.
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I Love You Baby
Short StoryMy parents warned me about the drugs in the street but never the ones with big brown eyes and a heartbeat. -Chuck Bass