i don't know where she is in her life. after she realized everything, she stopped telling stories. she knows my heart burns when i hear the stories of their relationship. the thing that she doesn't know is that the only reason that i listened to those stories is her thinned with joy voice, the sparkle in her eyes, the strange combination of mischief and innocence in her smile.
*I know i will regret this, i just had to*












