Funny how this is so ironic. In a bad way. Who knew when I was writing this?
"Tomorrow, they both knew, would come like always and their summer together would come to an end. They knew tomorrow things would get harder and they would both change over the coming semester; but, in spite of these changes, there were also things that both would remain completely certain of. They knew when they held each other, they would still feel complete. They knew the magic would remain in their kisses. And they knew when they looked at each other; love was looking back at them. They knew they would always grow, but never apart. They’d grow together."
Wishful thinking I guess.
"Tomorrow, they both knew, would come like always and their summer together would come to an end. They knew tomorrow things would get harder and they would both change over the coming semester; but, in spite of these changes, there were also things that both would remain completely certain of. They knew when they held each other, they would still feel complete. They knew the magic would remain in their kisses. And they knew when they looked at each other; love was looking back at them. They knew they would always grow, but never apart. They’d grow together."
Wishful thinking I guess.
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