“I walked to the door with him.

The air was cold but something about it felt like home, somehow.

Looking back, I can’t seem to unravel all things that happened before he left.

Maybe, we got lost in translation or maybe I asked for too much

Because, even if I looked at it the other way around,

All that’s left of us is a memory.

When he and I went together like the winter and a sweater

Like autumn leaves and tire swings

Like little kids in a backyard tree, swearing to the world to never grow up.

Time flew so fast. 

I just wanna be my old self again, but I’m still trying to find it.

All of those moments kept were sad, beautiful, and tragic.

And all of those memories I’ve seen are a bright, burning flame that never seems to be extinguished.

It was rare.

I was there.

And I remember it…

All too well.”

FadedBlueJeans 

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"All Too Well"

Characters:

Mei (You)

Lu Han 

Se Hun

Tiffany

Author’s Note:

Hello there! You’ve come to the right fanfic to drown your hearts to. You see, this is my first fic ever and I’ve been too excited for this. This is actually inspired by Taylor Swift's Red album release, All Too Well. Don’t worry, I’ll update very often.  I just wanna make sure that I could give you guys the kind of story that you will never forget and will always relate to. Also, please acknowledge my efforts by clicking on the small upward-arrow button, just beside the title. It’ll make me happy. See you in the first chappie! Toodle-oo, everyone!

Keep calm and ToFu!

with love,

FadedBlueJeans 

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