Crashing waves

𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛, 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢.

George, he was a boy who lived in a small town in the U.K called rosemary, close to the coastline. He didn't seem like much to himself or others but he thrilled one person in particular. His best friend, they had known each other sense they where children. They would always daydream about running away and living in a little cottage with all the farm animals and flower fields they could dream of. They would joke around with each other, and conversation would drag around easily with them, but at times it would get hard because George loved his best friend, In ways where it could ruin the relationship. And what scares him is he knows his friend Could never feel that way about him, 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡?

[ this book is based around the early 1920s!]

If anyone involved like dream or George is uncomfortable I'll take it down immediately!

Thank u for reading :']