SOMETHING THAT I'LL FORGET
The non-blood realted siblings could talk for hours.
The two of them talked about everything -except just a few things, such as their parents, their lives outside the park at night or their many secrets- that came to their minds.
Both the young girl and the almost adult boy needed those moments of just fearless talking. It wasn't often they could, at home the girl got screamed at, ignored of beaten up while the boy lived at his quiet grandparents house where they had told him to not talk more than necessary. Something that turned out that he almost never opened his mouth at all.
He liked to listen to her when she opened her mind without any worries. When she laughed or giggled between the words sometimes.
She talked a lot when he was around, even though he often not really paid attention to what she was saying, he just liked to hear her voice.
It happened that she had to repeat herself over and over until he actually listened, but she never got angry about it.
She loved him too much to be able to be annoyed at him.
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daddy issues
Conto"drugs comes with side effects" He was strong on the outside. But weak inside. She was weak at the outside. But strong inside. Based on the song 'daddy issues' by 'the neighburhood' Not finished. Words count:
