January 25
I decided I love you.
You were crying. Quietly in the locker room, you were hugging your too tall knees and you were strangely silent. Just an echo of a dimly salted tear off the squeaky lockers.
It was perhaps this insane show of strength that strangely made my soul begin to shatter and rebuild with fractures along it
YOU ARE READING
A brilliant case of skinny love
NouvellesThis is the story of us. The ups and downs, curves and edges. But it's a different story then what I've ever read, because you see, I've never met you. And we won't fall in love and we won't share a kiss and you won't hold me when I cry.
