It was the summer before senior year, our summer. The time where memories were made in between the old wheat fields out by my parents lake house, and in your truck as we drove along old dirt roads with only the stars to guide us home. Neither of us knew what we were getting ourselves into. Two star crossed lovers in our own unforgiving universe, we used to say. If only we had more time, more time to be together. Maybe then it wouldn't hurt so much. . . But as time passed and summer came to an end, our time together faded like the memories we shared. After all it could never be. We could never be. Our summer was over, and just like that we went back to our normal lives. The ones where we were destined to hate each other.



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