Forever young

6-liam

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Liam

The night time begins to show itself, the darkness of the sky rises and spreads its caring hands over the horizon.

Leah is still in my bed, and these weird thoughts are making me question everything.

Hearing peoples thoughts has always seemed to fit the dreams list in my heart, but I didn't realise how annoying it can be towards my life.

I can't turn it off, and it just lingers there forever.

The thoughts that roam freely in Valentina's mind, that's the only thoughts I want to read...

In quiet corners of my heart, Valentina's name lingers, it's like a whispered secret beneath the surface.

Each glance we share feels like a spark, yet I shield my soul from the flame, afraid the light will blind her mysteriously shaded eyes.

The memories we hold dance like fireflies, reminding me of all those moments we have shared. I cherish the laughter we've played, the unspoken bond that holds me tight, yet every word I don't utter is a weight on my back, a chain, an anchor.

In my dreams, I reach for her hand, but daylight brings the familiar ache, for vulnerability feels like a risk, and rejection looms like a storm.

But those are only dreams. That's all they will ever be.

The heart knows its desires, but the mind warns of the fall, so I stand at the edge of my feelings, realising I can't ever seem to hold her.

Still, in the depths of my silence, her presence fills the empty spaces, an unquenchable flame in the dark, my ultimate wish, forever out of reach.

So I carry this love, heavy yet light, a bittersweet melody in my chest, and though I cannot speak it aloud, Valentina, my heart will always belong to you, no one could ever steal it from your closed hands.

Leah is sitting beside me, combing a brush through her glowing brown hair.

He is just so...i Don't know how to even put it into words...

Is she talking about me or am I just delusional?

I genuinely believe I could fall for Leah. Her eyes, like diamonds in the dark, softly illuminate the night, and her spirit, a melody of warmth and grace, enchants the soul. Each moment with her feels like a delicate dance, where laughter weaves through the air, and kindness envelops like a tender embrace.

Leah moves through the world like sunlight spilling through leaves, on a shining autumn morning her laughter is like a gentle glow,
brightening every corner of a room.

Her eyes hold the depth of oceans, curious and kind, reflecting a warmth that draws others in,
a soft strength that feels like home.

And she is my beautiful girlfriend.

He could never compare to Stacy though...

I mean, Stacy is kind of pretty? She is a bitch and has a terribly shaped personality .

But yeah, she is pretty and is Leah's best friend in the world.

Stacy...

Her thoughts won't stop. Please just shut the fuck up and stop thinking, your thoughts echo through my mind.