If I had a chance with him, I missed it. No, I didn't miss it. I threw it away.
They were like two magnets who couldn't decide whether to attract or repel.
Why would anyone say this stuff about themselves on the Internet? It's crazy!
As a writer, my only responsibility is to tell a compelling story.
If my love were an ocean, there would be no more land. If my love were a desert, you would see only sand. If my love were a star- late at night, only light. And if my love could grow wings, I'd be soaring in flight.
It's nothing. A school project. My go-to answer for anything. Staying out late? School project. Need extra money? School project.