We had the funeral on a Wednesday. Everyone was there, and everyone who attended the bonfire was there. They all tried to talk to me. I ignored them. I thought, if we hadn't had the bonfire... would she still be alive? I hadn't got to kiss her before she died. She hadn't meant to die like this... it was all my fault. I should never have fallen in love with her.
DU LIEST GERADE
Little Snippets.
KurzgeschichtenJust little snippets of a cute relationship of mine. Just a few sentences long. Easy to read. Come and take a look if you wish.
