"Go get the girl Liam, we're both using each other to get over our exes and it's bad to go back into a toxic relationship, but I guess that's our yellow paint. Yellow is a colour of happiness, but yellow paint is poisonous and I guess our ex's are...
Wind I have no control over it because it is not mine to control It moves the world in a way that moves the soul I cannot grasp it at all It is invisible in daybreak and nightfall Yet it turns the grass into a sea And never fails to amaze me Its sound is a tickle to my ears But yet a roar to my fears It is soft and lilting But yet loud and deafening
I sat on the park bench and got my note pad.
"Windy day."
A voice echoed behind me. I casually looked up.
Scott McCall.
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There he was, the ray of sun kissing his light curls. He sat next to me and although there was silence, his smile was the loudest thing.
"I-" I stuttered, unable to process what to say
"I'm sorry Scott"
"Stop apologising"
" I fucked things up. I'm sorry. Your the swee-"
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"I guess it's me & you Kira" he said as he gazed into my eyes.
