may 29th
"so dear no matter how we part, I hold you sweetly in my hand and if I don't miss a part of you, a part of me is dead"
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"morning luke! howre you today?" michael asked.
"I'm alright" I mumbled and bit my lip.
he looked shocked. after a minute he smirked.
"the usual?" he asked, I of course having said enough today, nodded and say at the table.
I wrote softly and slowly in my book, just a random poem, today this one wasn't about anyone. just something I liked.
"here you go handsome" michael said handing me my cup, smiling at me again.
I nodded and fiddled with my lip ring as he walked away.
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speak// muke
Fanfiction^v short chapters, but frequent updates^ luke doesn't speak, and michael speaks to much. match made in hell.
