We Did NOT Know What We Were Getting IntoForgive me if I start to cry,We Did NOT Know What We Were Getting Into by angelichope
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not knowing where my tears will land and stain.
Under stars we were.
Fresh as the dandelions we would blow on and make
We were as wishes,
magical, and exuding possibility, the good kind.
The world was big but not at all scary.
The world was just a lullaby sung in the arms of a mother.
We were just two kids on the roof of a car looking at stars.
You were by my side as we walk toward the sun.
I would like to believe that walk never ended,
and that it never will...but...
No, mother! Do not take us away! You will regret this!
It is not that bad now, oh, but just you wait.
We will keep singing a sad for who knows how long!
Why do the memories have to be so distant?
Why are my best days behind me even though you are so close to me?
Just a door away... so close... but not the same
because we are need of repair.
Almost everyday we walk through fire,
and almost everyday we are in a huge snowstorm,
and our talks have changed even when they a
Anomaly [Kenma Kozume]He never found her boring. Anomaly [Kenma Kozume] by JadeDeng
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She was like one of the characters in his games, though not so quite the protagonist. Maybe someone like him, perhaps; someone who was in the shadows, who found it fine even when it wasn't themselves who held the spotlight. She was like the night; quiet, dark, ever-changing.
He watched her, yeah, from glimpses in hallways to stares in classrooms, sometimes he caught her watching him too. And when their gazes met he would glance away while she looked on. She had nice eyes. Was all he thought, because he hadn't really known that much of her, other than that she liked books almost as much he had liked his video games, and that she had nice hair, and a pretty face and the nicest hands he ever saw; all long fingers with bones slightly showing whenever she flexed them.
And more sooner than later, he found himself looking forward to the glimpses he caught of her in the hallways, the whispers of a hello she gave him when walking h