Memory 13
Hearing your rant made me smile. It sounded so scrambled. Your usual organised thoughts seemed to not exist anymore.
"Are you listening?" You ask.
I hum and answer and you rant again. Something about your sister and your father. You don't know how lucky you are. Your family is only a phone call away. I don't know if mine exists anymore. I would rather not know.
I check out your books. Joking about how quickly you're going through the library. You shrug your shoulders and give me smile. It is so easy for your anger to be displaced. Simply you.
YOU ARE READING
100 Memories Of You And Me ✔
RomanceThis is a story I wanted to write and fill with pure love. I do not want to tell a controversial tale, just a simple story. No lace or fancy trims. A story of two people and some side characters. A story of two men who would have only ever met by ch...
