Do you actually remember our first date? The 5 Ws?
Who, what, when, where, why, and I'll even give you a how.
It was both of us sitting in a fast food restaurant, down by Park Slope, when you came to New York City with Arsenal around July 2012.
What do you mean what? We ate, we walked, our hands collided and there our flame ignited.
I still remember you telling me details about Ox, Lukas and Santi,
The way they tied their laces, the way they joked around on the fields, how they were the fun ones,
It's something I'll never forget.
Just like that daring kiss you left me on the lips with your white Nivea chapstick,
Right outside your hotel; the Mariott that overlooked Times Square, was it?
And somehow, we've come to the breaking point,
Where I now sit by your bedside, pondering whether or not to leave,
And honestly Aaron, I don't even know how we've come to this conclusion.
Would you have an answer?
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57 Reasons to Break Up | Aaron Ramsey
FanfictionIf you ever need a reason to break up, here's 57 valid and invalid truths and lies for you to tell; told to an Arsenal player by a short girl. © propensity, 2014-2015. Cover by @footbaII.
