Still can't believe you texted me after we met. I thought asking for my number was only sweet talk with no meaning. Seems like you've stoled my heart by asking how's my day everyday. I dig more about you and found out you were special. One of a kind.

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Her Companier
PoetryA short story about a life of an extraordinary girl with her extraordinary companier.
The Day After
Still can't believe you texted me after we met. I thought asking for my number was only sweet talk with no meaning. Seems like you've stoled my heart by asking how's my day everyday. I dig more about you and found out you were special. One of a kind.