Our bodies are weak
We're tired and hurting
Will we ever get to the other side?
Don't know but I swear I'll die trying
^Die Trying- Michl
<I'll create a playlist after the book ends for anyone who likes the music lmao>
=7:40pm, 2nd May 2016=
TEXT
SILAS:
Just got home, I'm knackered.
NAYA:
Sending you a virtual massage. I really wish I could be there.
SILAS:
It's been two weeks since we started dating and the only thing that's changed is all I think about is how much more I want to see you.
NAYA:
The feeling's mutual. But there's nothing much we can do about it.
SILAS:
I know you hate cheesy stuff but I miss you. A whole lot.
NAYA:
Soon, we'll see each other. When we're not so fucking busy and you're not running all over the world, we'll see each other. I promise.
SILAS:
Skype me before I hit the sack, yeah?
NAYA:
You're tired, tomorrow morning okay? My man's gotta get some rest too.
SILAS:
Only because you said 'my man'.
NAYA:
Goodnight, Lancaster. Xx
"Love you." [Silas says in the still air with a sigh.]
=
-Like I mentioned before, the relationship will fast forward now and many things will rush so emotions will come flooding in-
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