Skyla Everhart fell in love with River Cyrus - and that was a mistake. Because everything that falls eventually breaks. ------------- We were standing in the middle of the park where River had first asked me out when we were fourteen years old. I remember his bright green eyes shining with delight as I first agreed to be his girlfriend. I remember him handing me a fresh daisy and intertwining his fingers with mine, smiling like a fool. And now, as I stare at the ground to hide my tears that are threatening to escape, I notice the dead daisies in this cold winter evening. -------------
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