On the road, everything feels good.
The good and bad kinda come together to make everything seem okay.
NO pressures, NO deadlines, NO worries.
NOTHING.
You fall for those things that matter, and on the road, nothing really ever matters.
Everything just happened.
Let the chips fall where they may.
He was mine.
Nothing could change that.
Not even the road.
YOU ARE READING
You are mine. Mine.
FanfictionIt doesn't make a difference. Everything is already set in stone. He is mine. Only mine.
