I remember when I met you
the hands of time stood still;
you and your camera smile-
a flash of something real.
We talked until the evening,
the moon came out for a while;
the clock resumes its ticking
and my heart was on the dial.
The morning came to claim you,
and as far as I can tell-
there will never be another,
who will know me quite as well.
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when the party's over | elena gilbert
Fanfictionin which gemma salvatore has no intentions of falling in love with her best friend's doppleganger, but lo' and behold, the universe has different plans.
