i still keep you folded away
in the pocket of my coat,
a little faded,
a little scratched,
but with eyes like starlight,
and a little boyish grin
that plucks on my heart strings
every time.
but i've learned that;
while photographs stay the same,
the people in them change.
YOU ARE READING
driftwood | oisuga ✓
Fanfiction[t. oikawa x k. sugawara] ❝because you could never love me without hurting me first❞ story © jessica // completed
