Paper Planes

again // eight

dear cheater,

how the hell did you find out my second name? what are you? some kind of stalker?

I totally think it's unfair for you to call me by my second name and you don't even have one:/

who even uses the word 'obnoxious'? you're such a weirdo haha

I think it's better if I tell you in person.. you deserve to know tho, but it's cool if you don't wanna know

we are not boats.. technically, we're more of pencils.. you know, and our lives are books..

we're constantly writing our stories, which are the experiences, and we're making experiences in our lives.. god, im rambling now anyway you don't even have to understand that lol

but seriously pencils not boats.

i think the guy's name was Calvin.. Cal.. Calum! Yeah, he's creepy... and again, I am not creepy!!

"turn off the radio those late night TV shows hang up the telephone and just be here with me"

-my name is not robert

He was about to throw the plane, but before he could, she turned around.

"Luke?" She seemed a little hesitant.

"Yeah..?"

"I-uhm- I can't do this paper plane thing with you anymore.." She says, her vooice barely a whisper.

"Why not?" His previous smile falters.

"I just can't. I also can't talk to you anymore."

"You can't or you won't?" He spat, instantly regretting it.

"Whatever. The point is, I'm done." She turns away from him and he doesn't say anything else. He crumples up the paper and shoves it back in his bag.

"We're not even dating yet and we're already having fights non-stop." He thought.

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