Locking eyes with you is a sure way to stop time. seeing your smirk will always give me butterflies. when I'm with you i move on autopilot, so i don't know why i ran my fingers through your hair like you were mine, and i don't know why we acted like we were alright, but if i knew that would be our last interaction maybe i would've said goodbye.
goodbye – Stories by Noelle
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