I'm coming home

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Reads 46
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A narrative poetry of coming home. nope not to that four-cornered or two-stories. but to that someone. and that someone is whoever that makes you feel welcome whatever wherever however whenever you barge in.All Rights Reserved

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Star is a different type of girl. Ever since she got detached from her divorced, emotionally unavailable parents, she's been filling up her quiet, lonely world with music and dancing. She's practically a musical prodigy at 16 and music can't possibly be taken away from her. The only people she's ever been really close to are her psycho, over enthusiastic bff's. They're the only people she can tolerate anyway. That's until one fateful day when she meets a cocky, narcissistic, though really cute guy at her favourite fro yo shop who gets under her skin for just being himself. She absolutely detests guys like him. Absolutely gorgeous, frustratingly charming, cocky as hell and shockingly talented at music. That's right. Star discovers that this seemingly unbearable guy loves music almost as much as she does and just that single fact makes her heart soften a little so she lets her guard down for just a tiny bit. But after that one moment that she decides to let it down, she realises that she can't get it back up again. She discovers she can actually feel things and once she acknowledges this, her whole world is completely changed from the quiet, peaceful, drama free life she has always been used to into a series of drama, heartbreak, tears, broken trusts and friendships. |Featured X1| @romance(high school romance)

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The love I have for you cannot be explained. You just the one person I can't seem to stop thinking about. The person I feel I'm gonna be in love with for the rest of my life. I can't seem to murmur the words I need to make you see how much you mean to me, how much I'd risk for you, how you are my whole world. All you have to do for me now is to turn around and say you feel the same. Please just stay.

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