He was holding me against him like I would disappear at any second. My hands gripped his shirt not wanting to let go. My head only reached his shoulder but we were comfortable with the position we were in.
He was my warmth my everything but something always kept us from being happy. We fought to be with each other since the beginning to be where we are right now. No one believed we would make it but we proved everyone wrong.
We became stronger for each other.
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Little Dreams
RandomMy dreams have been becoming more and more...... I don't know the word for it but I need somewhere to put them. Some are true to real life others are pieces of other people's life that I get a glimpse of. Now they are just in story form.
