But, the next morning I had to go out to get something.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Roses
FanficYou said you loved roses, and that together, we bloomed like one. But the beauty of the bloom would not last forever. When the petals begin to wilt, a love story would start to come to a close......or, a new beginning will blossom.
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But, the next morning I had to go out to get something.
