February 1,2003
"I know no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say, I love you."
New Entry:
It's his birthday
He's 21.
I'm 22.
He came,
He looked prettier.
If that's possible.
My love,
I say.
Louis,
He replied.
He kissed
my wrists,
So soft..
And I say
Don't go,
Stay
-LWT
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Grief | l.s
FanfictionHe thought there were no happy endings, might've been right. [completed July 13th, 2015]
