24.03.15.
The parties were over by now,
my purpose in life had gotten back and
he and I,
we made up.
Now, he was here still, nude and draped across the wrinkled bedsheets as I admired his perfect
features from
fingertips to toenails and everything
inbetween.
And I was happy even if
he may have these little tantrums at
the most randomized times but
they were not the most important thing because I'd stay with him
through fire and rain, hell and heaven, as long as he
would want me to.
That's why we married,
that's why we bonded,
forever and always, he'll be in my heart.
Greetings,
H.T.
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Greetings, H.T. | Larry Stylinson
FanfictionLouis handed me a little, blue-wrapped present, smiling in statisfaction and whispering, "Since your last one was full." in my ear. He then walked away, to his proud-looking parents, as I opened it carefully. And there you were, little thi...
