"yeah , my girlfriend goes to the same school you go to "
And these words hit me like a cold shower on a winter night .
this sentence was one of the few we exchanged when we started to get to know each other , it took him about no time to bring her up , and it took me no longer to know we can never be more than friends .
it was Ramona Andrews , a senior his age , she had flaming locks of auburn hair , with ivory skin and eyes of emerald green. She walked with the angels on her side and hell tamed under her feet. I. didn't. stand. a. chance
He talked about her the way gods wished to be praised , and spoke of her as if she put the stars up in the sky , but as far as I knew , she never spoke of him that way . She looked at him with some sort of neutrality , as if there was nothing more interesting to discover about this quiet little boy.
And god , I envied her . I envied her, for her access to things she's ignorant about . But I pitied her, for her inability to discover and unlock them .
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182 Days Of Beautiful Disasters
Short Story'Love will always be a game' A wolf in sheep's clothing , for help he cries . A girl with a glass heart, couldn't see his lies . Wolves pry , its in their eyes and she cant save herself , no matter how much she tries PS: all illustrations , includi...
