Story: Love, distance and a very sad past
When we met, you gave me your sweater, I was so cold.
When I got to know you, you made me laugh, more than anybody ever could.
When we kissed, you made me enjoy something without thinking for the firts time.
When we fell in love, we danced, on the beat of our hearts.
When we had to escape, we would sleep under the stars.
"Summer love" they would say, but this was so intens.
It was romeo and juliet, all over again.
A classic love story
A cliché time
Two teenager, loving the love of their life.
Or, not?
-Nederlands geschreven-
-komen 16+ stukken invoor-
-neem abbo, ik waarchuw niet-
-ik heb dyslexie, sorry voor spellings fouten-
-ik doe mijn best zoveel mogelijk te updaten-
- DIT IS GEEN ONE DIRECTION FANFIC-
-komen 16+ stukken invoor-
-neem abbo, ik waarchuw niet-
-ik heb dyslexie, sorry voor spellings fouten-
-ik doe mijn best zoveel mogelijk te updaten-
- DIT IS GEEN ONE DIRECTION FANFIC-
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| Titel Nieuwste eerst | Woorden | Gelezen | Aangepast | Proloog | 185 | 129 | 1 decennium geleden | 001. You're my favorite 'I'm cold' | 526 | 157 | 1 decennium geleden | 002. You just said the wrong thing... | 705 | 91 | 1 decennium geleden | 003. It's just a walk... just, a walk. | 709 | 113 | 1 decennium geleden |
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