The boy spent his days with his head hung low, he knew he was special but had nothing to show. He wanted to scream out in pain, to stop the tears that fell like rain. He decided to put his fingers up high, wipe his tears and refuse to cry. He made himself into a confident man, and decided he didn't need to give a damn.
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
"But all good things have to come to an end, right?"
6 years ago they thought they'd never see each other again.
6 years later they realised they were wrong.
She was a girl who knew where she was going. He was a boy who didn't.