venus ;

secrets

"black coffee please." i ordered.

"this might be the last day you see me." she said.

"why?"

"i'm quitting."

"but i want to see you again." i told her sincerely. "why?"

"here's my number." and she handed me a paper.

i saved her number in my phone, and called her.

"and here's my number." i smiled.

"maybe i'll call you."

"or maybe i will call you."

she laughed.

her eyes were as blue as the ocean and i think i've woken up in rock bottom.

and they were the kind of eyes that said "you don't know me and never will."

and that's when i discovered that there are secrets that we'd rather not know.

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a/n: this will make sense, i promise.