11Mar/100

Listening to my favorite song

Running' by No Doubt

He whispers in her ear and she laughs at his silly jokes, even if they're pointless. He grabs her hand and doesn't let go. He has no idea how happy it makes her. She rests her head on his shoulder; closes her eyes, listening to their song as he kisses her forehead. She memorizes the touch of his lips. She doesn't want to leave anytime soon. It's three in the morning, and they're still tangled up in each other. She knows he's something special.

She was strong, but he was her Achilles’ heel.

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