her face makes a bright smile as she saw the boy she admires down the hallway, making his way to her.
it's been a week since they met each other, yet, they acted like they knew each other since they were toddlers. They laughed and cried and said goodnight. they were two people who were slowly falling in love,
but, sadly, not one of them had a heart brave enough to speak up.
YOU ARE READING
the dead poet's lover
Poetrythe very thought of you shatters me. and i am trying to fix myself once again.
