June 25, 2023. Now.
She waits. Her heart beats faster than the small hand on her clock but she remained sitting on that old bench. That one particular wooden bench that witnessed everything about them. 780 more words
You are fully aware that I’m not the greatest at expressing my emotions verbally, so I figured I’d put them in writing 💋
If someone had told me that the kid who asked me, ‘Do you like ketchup?’ every day at lunch, sophomore year, would end up being my boyfriend that following summer, I probably would have had a pretty good laugh. 514 more words