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I'll always remember us | ✔️
growing up and growing apart sometimes people who really love you have to leave you for your own good and it's okay to grow apart holding on to things that hurt isn't a wise choice They broke up in college but now are forced into an arranged marriage Will the sparks fly again or........ ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Wrong place, wrong time, wrong people, right man Surrounded with unfortunate events, unfortunate people Those slim waists, slim faces, long hair and long nails Those long legs, large hands, fluffy hair and beaded bracelets They don't belong together last days, best times, red hands and playing fights Social priorities, diwali parties, arm wrestling and life stories That's the closure I needed Searching the crows, you stand tall, stand out Walking out of that building with hurt hands and burnt minds scholar badge, scholar board, Council badges and red coats brown pants,white shirts, black shoes and red ties Sprawling crowds, yellow buses, red rickshaws and black cycles ice cream man, Mother Dairy, white vans and red lights Saw you walking on the footpath with rolled up sleeves with few friends I wouldn't wish I would be there I couldn't wish I could be there Could you be specific who do you like? Blinding lights, goodbyes, Friday promises and exam time White walls, black boards, blue desks and A/C nobs Sweet memories scattered in my head Teardrops all over my bed These are the things I'll never forget And that's the price I paid cover credit: pinterestAbgeschlossene Geschichte
𝔽₳𝜯Ǝ
ι ωαѕ ¢σмρℓєтєℓу нσρєℓєѕѕ ωнєη ιт ¢αмє тσ ѕρєαкιηg тσ тнє σρρσѕιтє ѕєχ... __________________ 𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑹:- 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑰𝒔 𝑨 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝑶𝒇 𝑭𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝑩𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔, 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑶𝒇 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓. 𝑨𝒏𝒚 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑻𝒐 𝑨𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝑳𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑶𝒓 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒅, 𝑶𝒓 𝑨𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝑰𝒔 𝑷𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝑪𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Golden Whispers || Mark Tuan
"You need to know that you are beautiful even now, and I don't care what your background is I just care about the moments we had shared together". She can't see him and even if that's a burden she can still feel his nearness, she can tell that he's a good person. How to run away from the nightmare if you can't see it anymore? When will everything be like before? Started: August 05, 2018. Finished: June 08, 2019. |GOT7 Fanfiction| COMPLETED. GROUP 2 - COLLECTION 2018-2019. Mature rating: includes sensitive themes, NO s**t content.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐔𝐆
" 𝐒𝐎 𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐃? " " 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐁 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓 , 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐓?"Abgeschlossene Geschichte
growing up and growing apart sometimes people who really love you have to leave you for your own good and it's okay to grow apart holding on to things that hurt isn't a wise choice They broke up in college but now are forced into an arranged marriage Will the sparks fly again or........ ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Wrong place, wrong time, wrong people, right man Surrounded with unfortunate events, unfortunate people Those slim waists, slim faces, long hair and long nails Those long legs, large hands, fluffy hair and beaded bracelets They don't belong together last days, best times, red hands and playing fights Social priorities, diwali parties, arm wrestling and life stories That's the closure I needed Searching the crows, you stand tall, stand out Walking out of that building with hurt hands and burnt minds scholar badge, scholar board, Council badges and red coats brown pants,white shirts, black shoes and red ties Sprawling crowds, yellow buses, red rickshaws and black cycles ice cream man, Mother Dairy, white vans and red lights Saw you walking on the footpath with rolled up sleeves with few friends I wouldn't wish I would be there I couldn't wish I could be there Could you be specific who do you like? Blinding lights, goodbyes, Friday promises and exam time White walls, black boards, blue desks and A/C nobs Sweet memories scattered in my head Teardrops all over my bed These are the things I'll never forget And that's the price I paid cover credit: pinterest
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