° Tom Kaulitz ° Imagines

forever in love

Adonna's pov:

It was once agian 3:20 am.

I was agian sitting on my hard wood floors, looking through the memory box we once shared.

Who's we you ask?

Me and Tom.

The boy that I loved and saw a future with.

As my eyes start blurring the sad image of me containing a beat-up cardboard, converse shoe box in which there was bracelets, dried up flowers, little drawings, notes or doodle we would sneak into each other's lockers.

Everything I kept during those two, loving, yet some what painful years with him.

I probably should've gotten rid of that box ages ago but I just could let him nor the memories go.