I stayed up late
Thinking
Wondering
Pondering
Over the mystery
That was Arabella.
Arabella from California
Who had a particular interest
In the Arctic Monkeys
And green tea.
She was intriguing
A puzzle piece
That did not seem to fit
Anywhere on the image.
I wanted to crack her
I wanted to save her
I wanted to love her.
Because despite her sadness
And negativity
She still seemed to radiate
Something that attracted me to her.
So as I tossed and turned in bed
At approximately three in the morning
I thought of her most
Because this was the time
When people think
And love
And hurt
And cry
The most.
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do you guys ship ashabella as much as i do or

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the arctic monkeys series [5sos]
Fanfic"i'm not afraid of death; i just don't want to be there when it happens." (cover by elle)