When the golden rays fell on his skin as your hair got caught in the wind. The whole scenario you were in would’ve sounded like a choir singing a melancholic hymn.

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• In the morning, he would be gone once again, leaving you to go and search for him. Thats how it was, God, could you be any more lovesick? Though, fate was on your side. He had found a sense of comfort in your presence. He didn’t mean to, but he did. What have you done to him?

for @sabbydabby <3