He was simply beautiful. I had forgotten the beauty he could show, even at the strangest of times. Here’s the story of how this picture was taken.
So this is my darling friend Sean. Pretty and interesting, and always someone I can talk to and connect with, even after months of not talking. And we were going through one of these phases of not really talking much if at all, and he calls me up one day and says, “Hey darling, we should go do something adventurous.” And with that, we were off again, as close friends, planning our adventurous outing, as best we could.
Fast forward a couple weeks, and he woke me up at 1 am. Why? Be
I tried to forget, but you took root and dug deep. by Stella-g1rL, literature
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I tried to forget, but you took root and dug deep.
I've tried a thousand different ways to forget the millions of ways I've loved.
I've tried burning bridges and closing my eyes, turning my back and numbing my heart. All in a vain attempt at forgetting.
It was the first time I saw you. I know what they say, that love at first sight is statistically improbable. But when I saw you, a part of my heart knew. It sang, for it knew that it had found something, a kindred spirit perhaps. It knew, and I fell.
Love. What a funny thing for us to chase. We can't see it, or taste it, or touch it. But we devote our lives to it. You, I loved. But not in the sense everyone thinks when they think love. But mor