She was soon to become his drug, he was soon to become an old memory. "How do you know when it's over?" "Maybe when you feel more in love with the memories than the person standing in front of you" *** Please take into account that this was the first story I've written! Happy reading ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• started: April 29th 2016 Copyright ⓒ All rights reserved 2018
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