"there is no shortage of fault to be found amid our stars."
- John Green
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nova decided it was time to leave.
she told oliver to grab his bag and grab her a coffee before
they left to their new destination that oliver
didn't have a clue on.
when he got into the
passenger seat she gave him on odd look.
"what?" he smiled gently
but she returned a sad sort of smile. "would you forgive me," he nodded, but she wasn't
done. "because i don't think i could."
"whats this about?" his smile turned into a confused
line.
she shook her head. "nothing, i just don't
always remember how lucky i am to have you
in my life."
"whats happening?"
she shook her head again, but grabbed the back
of olivers neck and pulled him over to her. "Ollie," she
mumbled. "i- i wouldn't for give."
"nova, what are you on about?"
she shook her head, why did she always shake her head? "nothing, lets just get going."
and kissed him, because she could and she needed too, and
she wanted.
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Poetry"i was thinkin' about yesterday, when you asked me why i stayed, with this, and i didn't answer you. i didn't answer you, because i don't know why i stay. nova?" "yea?" "would you like to run away with me?" {cover: @guyswithguitars } highest...
