Calum
I never really believed in love,
Before I met you.
I thought it was all a delusion,
That people made up.
But as soon as I saw you,
With your messy hair and
dark green eyes,
You were beautiful and you were oblivious about it.
Our first encounter was on the 11/3 of 2011
I remember it ever so clearly.
Your sweet voice soothed my headache
And cleansed my soul of any sad thoughts.
You kept coming back to that park, and our pointless conversations repeated everyday, but they meant everything to me,
and that's when
I realized,
I loved you.
YOU ARE READING
evanescent • c.h
Fanfiction[ev-uh-nes-uh nt] adjective 1. passing out of sight; fading away; vanishing.
