"You're just a girl, not even a pretty one. You were just something to fill my spare time, nothing more. And these? Well they're just notes."

"Never?" Another tear fell from the girl's face, but she let the salty drop cascade down her cheek. "Never."

she lives a life on the rocks.

i needed to write down almost everything he had said, to reassure myself that he had been real, that we were something that lasted; at least for a little while. - nina [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]

i should not love her. but i do anyway.