"I love you." He said. And then all of a sudden it made sense. "Gus?" Cristina Emerson and Gavin Gones meet each other in a cliché way, a girl with trauma meets a boy who's sweeter than can be, but is that all it is? Slowly as they fall into each other things start to add up, dreams they share, specific time stamps in their lives. Why are they all the same?

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*