You
I've never met you.
I've never seen you.
The closest I've been to you is 47 miles away.
Yet you are my life.
You put me through so much. You hide so much away behind your greenish blue eyes. I fell in love with you in the most cliché way possible. Through pictures and videos.
Does it matter though? Does it matter that I love you? Does it matter, honestly, that you saved me? You have a myriad of girls following your every move. Girls that have the best waists and are talented. Girls that know everything about you. Girls that have everything. Would you, if you knew, drop everything and even just come and meet me? No. No. You wouldn't.
But I don't care baby. And that is love.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Excerpts From Everything
Historia CortaPretty much the title lol. It definitely will have sad stuff, suicide, physical love, cuteness, but will all be one shots unless requested.
