in the spring

we climbed the rolling hills

and talked about out budding plans

and we smiled

our faces like a mirror

showing us our secret sides

.
but then the fight

the sharp words splintering the night

how I couldn't be what you'd need

but oh how I could make you bleed...

.
I know the borderlines we drew between us

keep the weapons down

keep the wounded safe

I know our antebellum innocence

was never meant to see the light of our armistice days

but how much would I give to have it back again?

how much did we lose to live this way?

x

Vienna Teng - Antebellum

Hello world!

I was really into high school romances when I started writing ICYFYCMD, but I lost that and my interest in fictionpress in one blow. Since then I've been struggling to keep going, but it's coming to a close now and I think I'll be able to finish within the year.

Thanks for all your kind inquiries, but I'm not dead. Really! I promise that if I unexpectedly get run over by a double-decker, I'll gasp out my fictionpress username and password so an innocent bystander can log on and tell you all of my tragic fate.

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