Once upon a time, there was a boy and there was a girl. A quiet bar on Canonbury Lane, a windy Friday night. A light handshake, a simple smile. Two people alone together, one slowly igniting fire.
So there is this boy, he's got a face like Hollywood heartthrob and some certain womanizing charms. But it's all just a cover. He's lonely, and all he's ever wanted is somebody to be alone with, if that makes sense.
And there is this girl, she's got a mind as sharp as a tack and a burning passion behind electric blue eyes. But deep down, she's lonely, and all she's ever wanted is somebody to be alone with, if that makes sense.
So two people, alone, but together, igniting a fire that nothing could extinguish. A magnetic pull, some quiet giggles. Neither of them thought that one day they would be looking back on just a few simple words.
"I'm not interested in a one-night stand."
"But what if I don't wanna be just a one-night stand?"
YOU ARE READING
paper planes; aaron ramsey
Non-Fiction"You were looking at the sunset as if it was the most beautiful thing you ever seen, while I was looking at you thinking the exact same thing."
