The road ahead seems far too long and with you by my side I will surely never make it. The elequent charm of your laughter is overly beautiful. I have to move away from you.
The scratch of black on white, letters that pour into one ear and stumble out of the other, drunk, to form a pool of sentences I can’t quite take in.
Algebra.
X+Y=Z, and pay attention at the back, please. Your practically illegible scrawl on a page torn from my book, passed between us in a flurry of skin and hot palms. I can read it, though, of course. We never get caught.
The lights are always green, and we fly out of classes with wings on our heels.
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u got it right bro…
what i liked most was the paragraph starting with algebra…luv to reminiscise those days…
reminds me of those wonderful days. thank you.
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