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The Mixtapes

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chris first joanna loves mixtapes sophie

"Sophie I miss you. I miss the way you looked at me, the way I could wrap my arms round you and feel content. You understand me more than anyone I've ever met and I can't let you go. I know I said I would but I can't."

As my eyes read over the words I could feel my heart break for Chris for a second time. The pain I felt already not equating to what he must have felt. Pink Floyd's Wish You Were Here sounding out through my headphones as the tape played in the cassette player.

'How I wish you were here, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year.'

~*~*~

After finding old tapes in her uncle's basement Joanna embarks on learning the story behind them and the reality of first loves.All Rights Reserved

chris first joanna loves mixtapes sophie

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The Artist's Amour (BWWM) ✓ by wambuimuiruriii

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Orto tiempo y lugar (Another time and place) by olittle

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Love Notes by oliviabrunch

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I Capital L Love You by GemmaMari10

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The Artist's Amour (BWWM) ✓

You know when you were younger and they told you that you could be whoever you wished to be? You could grow up and become whatever you set your mind and heart upon? Yep, well I'm here to tell you that's a complete load of bull. So as I stared across at my fiancé, our hands conjoined as he read his vows- it dawned on me. Getting married at age 23 to a self centered lawyer who viewed me as more of his little prodigé than his actually wife was not what I wanted. Becoming a defense attorney at a record age to a company own by said husband that I'll never be taken seriously in was definitely not what I wanted. And making my parents happy by completely shutting down any hopes and dreams I've ever had. was absolutely not what I wanted. "Nope." I shook my head, glancing between the priest and Jake, my soon-to-be, as I yanked my hands out of his. "W-what?" He stuttered, looking back at me mortified along with everyone else in the chapel. "Fuck this." I shook my head, as I lifted my dress and quickly made my way back down the isle that was littered with people I'd never seen before. So, few hours later and I'm on the first flight to Maine. Why? Well, shit happens. *this book is unedited