Same date. Same time. Every year. I see him in my dreams. For years, I believed that he was just a figment of my imagination; a figure that my brain created, only to cope with the most traumatic event of my entire life. Then he walked into my English class. ____ ↳ 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 ♡
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