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Hey! My name is Mia its actually said Maya but spelled like Mia. I’m 15 and have already lived thousands of lives through writing and reading everyones amazing stories!!!!❤️❤️❤️
Chapter 12
Davian
I’ve been thinking a lot about Jace recently. He comes into my mind just as randomly as he came into my life. Maybe it’s the fact that I’m getting ready for a funeral that brings him back. He was the first person besides Tommy and Allie I saw after my parent’s funeral. The first person to talk to me since it, but that was months ago, basically ancient history. It’s weird to...
It wasn’t meant to be this way
His black eyes on mine
His gentle smile fading
It wasn’t meant to be something I did
I fell for him
Like rain from the sky
I never knew that one person could change everything
I never knew that life could be so perfect
I never knew that a single person could be so beautiful
Like the crashing of waves on a warm sunny morning
Or the gentle fall breeze that kisses...
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It was cold outside. Colder than it should’ve been. The wind blew dead leaves across the ground.
I walked slowl...
**_Chapter 11
Maisie
_**I’m woken up the next morning by the warmth of the sun on my face. It’s such a good feeling, like a hug. _Kind of like Davian._
I shake my head as that thought runs through my mind. I almost smiled, I almost let myself be happy.
I sigh as I sit up leaning against my pillows, as I let my head fall back. Today’s the day. The day that hole in the ground will be fille...
Twenty four months
I’ve known you for twenty four months
The best months of my life
Because of you
I used to think we belonged together
Forever, infinity, never-ending friendship
That’s what I wanted
And that’s what you gave to me
I liked you more, though
More than a friend
I still do
I don’t know what that means
Who that makes you to me
My soulmate?
I don’t really know what that means...
You see me
Don’t you?
You know of me
Don’t you?
We exist in the same world
The same courtly
Same state
Same city
Same school
Same grade
Same age
We’re connected that much
Aren’t we?
We’re connected by the world
Maybe even fate
We talk
Don’t we?
I support you
Don’t I?
I do my best to be the right friend
Don’t I?
So I know you can see me
I know you’re capable of seeing
I know you’re capa...
I’ve never been held by you before
I’ve never been kissed
I’ve never danced
My whole life is a lot of “I’ve nevers”
I’ve never this
I’ve never that
But do you want to know what I have done?
I may have never been held by you
I may have never kissed you
I may have never danced with you
But I know you
I know you
I’ve seen you
I’ve dreamed of you
I’ve talked to you
Tell me every romance stor...
Did you love me?
Or did I love you?
It’s a two way street, I know
But did we split down those streets?
I cherished you, I cared about you
It’s so crazy, that my heart could have felt so much
I’m broken, but you made me feel
Maybe I fell too fast, maybe I fell too far
But I’ll never regret knowing you
I’ll never regret thinking of you
I’ll never forget you
If life has taught me anything
It’s ...
“You’ll find someone. I bet there’s someone that feels the same as you, and they might just want a friend too.” He tells me, his voice soft, comforting.
_Is that you? I know it’s not but I want it to be. It seems all the people I want to be friends with are the ones who have friends. Like you. _
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_The first day I saw you, you were a boy in my class. But then you made me feel like I matte...
Chapter 10
Davian
I keep finding myself on benches in the middle of the night. Some nights on the bus bench and other nights in the hospital garden. Tonight it’s the bus bench.
I have Dad’s jacket and I have our place. Sometimes I feel him sitting next to me, talking to me about work. Or asking me about school. I miss that, I miss him.
It’s hot outside, even in the pitch black night. I guess ...