prologue
a week to last. a week full of misery. a week full of hope.
but it's
a week with you.
and now i know
the reason why people hold onto memories so tight is because
memories are the only things that don't change; when everybody else does.
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a week with you | l.r.h
by; onlyyeols
2016
YOU ARE READING
a week | l.h
Short Storyin which they tried to find love in each other with their broken pieces © abenlys
