Poppy and Rune. The childhood sweethearts. Their tale was so beautiful that it hurts.

This book taught me that age doesn‘t define the weight of love

I didn‘t want their story to end. But then again, “something so beautiful can never last forever, shouldn‘t last forever. It stays for a brief moment in time to remind us how precious life is, before fading away just as quickly as it came”

You know its good when it‘s filled with sticky notes🙃🙃