cookie.smuggler (Canada) published:
/1/ I remember that night. It was late and the stars were out keeping watch over us. The wind blew softly and the world quieted down for us. And oh, our hearts. Our hearts were so young, they didn't know a world without one another to lean on and confide in. We promised each other the most pretty, childish lie: that we would always be there for each other. But how can I keep my part of the promise if...
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