The story of a high school romance.

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 ]

they were miles and miles apart, with a promise of forever.

I've been taught that love, can broadly be categorised into two types: The love that is blessed by the Lord and grows under His protection, the holy love, and the love that grows otherwise, the broken love. Many people have loved, but is that love, The Holy or The Broken?

Do you think about me as much I think about you? Truth is, I miss you. A whole lot. I still remember...do you?

There is always a person out there who will make you heart change its rhythm at any given moment. There are also those people who will needle themselves into your heart so tight that they will never be unattached to it, no matter how far they are. There are moments who will make your heart grow larger and make it say boom boom. Moments that will feel your soul with so many memories. All these things becomes our heartstrings and I like to share some of mine with you.

'...I hope that one day God will make up for this loss And maybe in future our roads will cross...' My bff writes about her last goodbye in this wonderful piece of poetry. <3 {mari for AliceAshlyn}

... When all our smiles were turned to tears, All I wanted was to keep you here. Here we were in our one last time, Before you left me behind tonight ...