Mostlikey18 Stories

"he loves me...he loves me not... he loves me... he loves me not...", I think to myself as I pick petals off a dying rose. "..he loves me... he loves me... not". I never liked this game anyways. I always feel stupid falling in love, it seems as though everyone I meet I get crazy for, but the boy that I love might just push me off the edge. Conflicted between, my mind, heart, and soul I just want to jump into his arms, hoping he doesn't let me fall. ~he's my dream boy, my fairytale ending~