Can you imagine a love so gentle and honest, that it fundamentally changes a person's nature for the better? Can you imagine a love so good and pure, that it changes someones life?
Because I can’t, Excerpt From a Book I’ll Never Write
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Can you imagine a love so gentle and honest, that it fundamentally changes a person's nature for the better? Can you imagine a love so good and pure, that it changes someones life?
Because I can’t, Excerpt From a Book I’ll Never Write
I don’t want to fall in love again, I’m just too tired, and it’s always something or another, there’s always too many problems and emotions, I don’t ever want to feel like that again, So I don’t want to fall in love, not again, not for a long time
Especially not with you
What would you do if the love you could never forget, came back?
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write
He doesn’t remember, He doesn’t remember my house, when he first came to get me. He doesn’t remember our first date, at that cafe as the sun began to set. He doesn’t remember what we talked about, or the promises we made But I do, I remember it all, and I’ll never forget
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write
So it begins again, It starts off as a preference, you’d rather talk to him, but you don’t mind talking with other boys, or going out with them. And then before you know, you talk to other boys, maybe even go on dates with them. But you really only want to talk to one boy, go on dates with one boy, hold hands with that boy, kiss that boy. Before you know it, you’re in love again
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He told me he hadn’t fallen in love before, and while I knew it would be a mistake, my heart skipped a beat in my chest. And just for a moment, I wished that maybe he would fall in love with me, Just this once
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write
I think, right now, I just want to get to know you, little by little
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