I fell in love with a boy
on the seven twenty-seven
from Wimbledon to Harpenden.
We met there once a week -
always the same train -
and I watched with bleeding heart
as he destroyed his life before my eyes.
And one day he was gone.
He left me not knowing
whether the boy I loved had truly died.
I cried for him,
and I clung to my belief
that there was a way he could come back.
But how could I know?
No one ever told me
exactly what happened to him;
only that he was in a bad place,
and Im afraid it was implied
that he wasnt coming back.
So perhaps its better that I can still hope,
and never really know.












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"Decir que los espirítus no existen porque no los ves, es un argumento tan inteligente como decir que las plantas no respiran porque no las ves moverse"
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"Decir que los espirítus no existen porque no los ves, es un argumento tan inteligente como decir que las plantas no respiran porque no las ves moverse"
Qué le passa a un alumno de Hogwarts si suspende?? Repite?? Lo meten en Hufflepuff??? (Lara Pérez)
To be honest, quite a lot of things happen to him and it's hard to explain exactly why it broke my heart. You need to feel it.
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lindsay e.
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Aliens are from outer space and the peanut butter jar.
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I hate to break this to you, but being a coward is not a legitimate career.
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