he was simply an unexplainable phenomenon of a person. the way words dripped off his tongue effortlessly, as if they could fit perfectly in a book. the way he walked around with such confidence, causing girls to fall at his without even needing to talk. he was filled to the brim with personality, not ever having nothing on his mind to say. that is, until he met her.
she was simply busy. taped to her house drowning in school work, college preps, after-school swim practice, piano and gutair lesions, it was a miracle she ever slept. it was hard for her to unencumber all of her works at home and ever have fun. she was determined to get her way out of her house as soon as she could, and she swore to herself long ago that no boy would ever get in her way. that is, until she met him.
and this is the story of them.
YOU ARE READING
them.
Random" although i'm the king of conspiracy, you're a sea of dead daydreams, my dear "
