hello there this story will be about soyeon Gidle and tokio hotel Gustav in the 2008 and 2009 year there will be breakups fighting romantic relationships fluff no freaky stuff There will maybe be some.
This is a poem about my last two weeks after getting broken up with my first love. Within those first two weeks it started to become more and more real, and I could no longer think of my first love as someone I knew. He was starting to become a stranger.
She was your best friend.
Not the strangers. Not the strangers that came up to you and asked if you were okay. Not the strangers that knew nothing about you and didn't care. Not even the friends around you that made empty promises to soothe their consciences.
Not them.
Her.
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Story of losing my best friend.