"Katelin, you're going to be a heart breaker some day." Who knew that he'd be right?
This is the story I wrote of meeting my now ex-boyfriend in his point of view. We used to visit our town's library and lay in the garden behind the building reading old poetry with rotted edges, and fairy tales of princes and princesses getting a forever after. We were laying together one day on the blanket I kept there when he rolled over and told me from since he met me he has always loved me.
Thanks for reading! Sorry for inactivity lately, I blame the terrible, terrible subject of Geometry, Algebra 2, and cross country races for being M.I.A!! Love you all!