I know you noticed my eyes slightly tearing up as I opened my locker and the dreaded post-its fell out. I know you were looking, even though you were shining your tongue down someone else's throat.
YOU ARE READING
Bittersweet
Historia Corta"You were never meant to be more than a bittersweet memory; an unforgettable aftertaste."
✿ Forty-Seven
I know you noticed my eyes slightly tearing up as I opened my locker and the dreaded post-its fell out. I know you were looking, even though you were shining your tongue down someone else's throat.
