You told me. I hadn't remembered though. For a second I thought this place wasn't real. That it was all a dream. That YOU were a dream. "How did I get here?" I saw your face contort in confused. Your eyes darted from one side to the other. "What do you remember?" I felt my head start to pound. I held it, you came to me. I watched as you put your hand on mine. "Is this okay?" I stared at you. "Yeah." I whispered out.
A love story started with an accident.
He loved him but didn't know how to tell him. He writes it down in his diary but didn't get the chance to give it to him.
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It's been 2 years, and he is still in a coma. He still doesn't know how I feel. Every day I just thought if I will ever be able to tell him that how much I regret teasing him. How much I regret that I'm not the one laying here but him.
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Hello everyone.
It's a "boys love" story. If you are not comfortable with it then please don't read.
I have done my duty and gave you an alert. Now if you don't want to read it, it's your loss. This story is full of fun and only fun.
It will be an awesome but sweet love story. For further stirring occasionally stay tuned.
love you all.