Adelaide
after a while, the boy asked for my name,
but that was irrelevant.
my name wasn't important, he'd later simply forget me whole.
and here i was, outside, in a thunderstorm.
because my problems just didn't work out like they did in my high school mathematics,
my life was a fucking disaster.
yet the boy with the thick framed glasses soaked himself to sit next to the broken girl.
and it sounds like a movie,
something we've read in a book,
but life doesn't work that way.
so i stood up and continued walking down the narrow street.
leaving the boy,
alone with his questions.
a/n
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thunderstorm// a.f.i
Fanfiction"the planets in my world aren't perfectly aligned like yours are, there's no right or wrong, everything is just bad and that's how it is." "but it doesn't have to be, sometimes planets shift...
