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Love, Almost: 2 di aveerh
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She went for braces . She didn't know she'd find a spark. ♡ This is not a story about forever. It is about almost. About how someone can come into your life like a quite storm~ and leave behind a silence louder than love. I wrote this not for closure, not for blame, but because some feelings deserve to be remembered. To every teenager who ever loved beyond their age. To every girl who shared her love with someone she'll never forget. This is not a perfect story. But its mine. ~ Aveerh "He was like a soft breeze to my hustling heart. PROLOGUE They said I was too young for love like this. But tell me- does love ever measure age? I didn't plan for him. He wasn't someone I was supposed to find. He was just...there. Like a calm breeze in a stormy room. And before I could understand what was happening, it was too late. He had already become a part of my days, my habits, my dreams. Maybe it was too early. Maybe it wasn't forever. But what we had was real. And real love- even if it doesn't last- always leaves a mark.
Love, Almost: 1 di aveerh
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She went for braces. She didn't know she'd find a spark. ♡ This is not a story about forever. It is about almost. About how someone can come into your life like a quite storm~ and leave behind a silence louder than love. I wrote this not for closure, not for blame, but because some feelings deserve to be remembered. To every teenager who ever loved beyond their age. To every girl who shared her love with someone she'll never forget. This is not a perfect story. But its mine. ~ Aveerh "He was like a soft breeze to my hustling heart. PROLOGUE They said I was too young for love like this. But tell me- does love ever measure age? I didn't plan for him. He wasn't someone I was supposed to find. He was just...there. Like a calm breeze in a stormy room. And before I could understand what was happening, it was too late. He had already become a part of my days, my habits, my dreams. Maybe it was too early. Maybe it wasn't forever. But what we had was real. And real love- even if it doesn't last- always leaves a mark.