A/N: So, I'm pretty sure most of this isn't correct. OH WELL. They don't have much information about Camille…like her last name. Cereal. DEAL WITH IT. And this is Logan to Camille. WHAT!
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If Only They Knew
"I could get lost in a voice like yours."
Camille…
melodic, inquisitive, talented, fierce,
the girl I (think) about —everyday—,
who loves sunsets, and acting, and everybody everywhere,
who is afraid of time passing by, and giving up, and all the ones who dare to hate her,
who wants to see the stars at night, and the sun rise in the morning, and snow fall from the sky,
/resident/ of this \beautiful moment\…
Camille.
A/N: POETRY. OOH. AHH. I honestly really dislike writing poetry. (o.O) Oh well. Yup. 'Night. IF I TOLD YOU THAT I WANT YOU, AND EVERYDAY I FELT THIS WAY, WOULD YOU TAKE ME TO THE PLACE YOU KNOW, THE ONE THAT LEAVES ME ALL ALONE? This is weird.