It was not the same at all. While earlier he made it so special, this year it was just another day. They hung out at a coffee shop, eating, talking, while there was a storm going inside her mind.
She was confused, trying to figure out what is right and what is wrong. She knew it was going to happen eventually, but so soon?
The spark was lost. The butterflies, hard to find.
She was confused, trying to figure out what is right and what is wrong. She knew it was going to happen eventually, but so soon?
The spark was lost. The butterflies, hard to find.
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