I moved to Paris for a month.
Just to get away from the memories of you,
Leaving me on that night, to whenever you went.
Perhaps you already found new happiness, from someone who could truly make you happy and smile just like we always used to.
There were tons of talks of me transferring to FC Barcelona in Spain, and Paris St. Germain in France; but I'd never leave Arsenal until you come back,
Because what if you ring my doorbell one night and I wasn't there for you?
To open the door, to keep my tears bottled, and pretend that I'm okay.
I tried traveling to Cardiff, but my parents asked where you were and I couldn't help but pretend you're home, in London, sick or something,
Whatever the case may be; something that they'd believe; a lie they wouldn't suspect.
I wasn't sure how to reconnect with you, but I took the initiative to find your Facebook, Twitter, Instagram,
But I couldn't find anything, except for a photo of you from your backpacking trip to Sydney in 2011 with your friend on Google Images.
Perhaps you had already deactivated them, so I can't find you.
But just wait till I do,
I'll buy you ninety-nine roses all wrapped up, and they won't be for Theo this time.
I'll get down on one knee, apologize, and make it all right.
If I ever find you.
I'll show you that I can be your Prince Charming and your happiness.
Where are you, my love?
Where are you hiding?
Please come out; I'm getting tired of my constantly red eyes.
Oh no, I wasn't crying.
I'd never admit it in front of the lads.
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why do I feel no sorrow for Aaron whatsoever lol
do you agree that giving time to your feelings is the best way to rekindle?
let me know what you think
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68 Ways to Rekindle | Aaron Ramsey
Fanfiction"108, don't you remember? It was our apartment code, but there's one broken heart, and I've learned that nothing is infinite through the string of numbers that once belonged to us." sequel to 57 reasons to break up. copyright 2016-2017. cover by -m...
