The wind brushed slightly over my face. The rustling of the tree leaves enraged us. My fingers wrapped around the cold chains of the swing. My legs lightly flowing through the air while you gently rocked me back and forth.
They said you didn't want any friends, but still, you asked to hang out after school almost every day.
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They Said You Could Never Love
Krótkie OpowiadaniaThey said a lot of things about you. Yet, you proved them wrong every time.
