Sixteen (H.S Short Story)
We're still counting stars like we were sixteen. Copyright protected, all rights reserved. This story may not be copied, nor translated. #StylesOfExpression Contest
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We're still counting stars like we were sixteen. Copyright protected, all rights reserved. This story may not be copied, nor translated. #StylesOfExpression Contest
"Y-you love me?" He sniffles and I can hear the uncertainty in his voice. "Yes, no, I don't know." I jump up from the bed and run mt hands through my hair, still refusing to look at him. "I mean, yes, I do love you. I love you and it's absurd. I think I might even have loved you from that first day."