It was cold outside as he left the room, the sun was shinning, but there was a sense of lonellyness in the air. He coulnd't figure it out, things were just not right. He walked to the window, and he saw her on the other side of the street. He called her name, but she didn't listen, or she just didn't care. He ran outside, and saw her entering a graveyard. As soon as he got to her, she was crying next to a grave. "i'm sorry, i should never have let you go my love." she said as she left... His heart broke, who was the other man he didn't know of? He came closer to the grave to read the stone, and he just dropped on his knees... his name was on it. He was dead!
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This is so far from the spotlight..
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you could write a book even if it was only for me to read, your beautiful words are the most precious gift you can ever give me (after your love of course)
with a messed up kiss, sometimes is better to let go...
Indigno
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