WITHOUT MEANING TO-A ROTTED FLOWER KILLS THOSE AROUND THEM.
I wanted nothing more than to forget. The act of remembering brought me great sorrow-guilt is the better word to use here.
How could I ever live with myself knowing what I had done to you? You deserve so much better. You deserved a great life. I let my pain become yours. I should've never smiled at you that day.
Maybe then your heart wouldn't ache at the thought of me and your eyes wouldn't weep at the sight of me. But I cannot erase the past. All I can do is move forward.
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CINNAMON KISSES
RomanceIN WHICH... the lives of a former figure skater and the new basketball player on campus intertwine because of a singular cinnamon tasting kiss. original story ! black oc x black oc ©𝙷𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚈𝚂𝙸𝚁𝙴𝙽2022