Bus Ride Roses
Everyday.
Every single day since the beginning of school
He would always get out of the last class 2 minutes early
And everyday I got a rose on my seat that I sit in on the bus
There were always different amounts of roses
One day there would only be one
The next there would be five.
There was always a card
Will
The next Rose
You
And the next
Let
The other
It
Another one
Die
And the last
Or let it grow?
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The next day at school was kinda weird
I felt like something would happen
But that something would happen to me
I had no idea that it was gonna be a good thing or a bad thing
All I knew was that there was a boy, with a bouquet of roses right in front of me
Asking if I will let the roses grow like our relationship that was just about to start
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I thought of this idea on the bus to school.
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Imagines| s.m
Fanfictionoriginal imagines of shawn mendes -- swear/curse words are used -- i do take requests(no smut)
