"do you believe in love?" he asked me.
his eyes were gazing across the ocean that reflected the sunset. beams of light highlighting and defining his face even more.
"no, i don't think it's for everyone," i shrugged.
he sighed, wishing to speak even more yet hesitated. i felt his stare, did i say something wrong?
"well, do you believe in me?" he asks again.
"of course i do, why wouldn't i?"
he chuckles, shaking his head.
"so, would you give me a chance?"
"on?"
"proving you wrong"
"about?"
"love."
(w.s)
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Randomscraps, bits and pieces of ideas or conversations i imagine in my head. - 1Derstrucked