When I think of love, I think of that story when the girl meets the boy and they fall madly in love. I thought that is how it was with Cori and me. We would laugh until we were blue in the face, we would make love until we were too sore to do it anymore. Then after a while, he just left town without saying good-bye. I never knew why he left, and I never went looking for him because I did not want my heart to get broken more than once. I loved him, he was my life, and he was my heart. He repaid me by stomping on it, and leaving it to die without even looking back. What will I do when he comes back to town?
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Don't look now,but I think I'm falling
Teen FictionA young teen mom, a young boy who doesn't even know he is a father. Does she tell him? Read and find out...
