Paris

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I miss the Eifel Tower.

I miss the sweet, sweet kisses.

I miss cuddling in the nice hotel.

I miss him.


I haven't been back to Paris since that week.

That week of bliss.


We were so in love. So stupid.

But we didn't know. We didn't know that summer would be our last. We didn't know he'd go to Harvard, while I went to Standford. We didn't know he would meet someone else, someone better and less determined to stay on the west coast for the rest of her life.


We were too in love.

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Hey!

My first try at romance. It sucks, but oh well.

Anyways, tell me what you think!

Comment!

-Kit :)

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