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I can still vividly remember your laughters, your smiles, you eyes, your voice, it's still playing in my ears like a music I won't get tired of listening with. I can still feel the softness of your hands, the warmth of your hugs, your eyes that shines everytime you see me.
But the fate maybe isn't with me, your family hate me, forcefully pushed me away, that's why I left you there–while you're unconsciously lying. God knows how I love you and how badly I wanna have you, hold that hands of yours and stay right beside you. But, baby, how could do that if they told me that they took you away from me if I do?
I flopped. My shoulders slumped.
If only I would knew that, that was the last time I could hold your hands, I should've hold it tighter.
If only I would knew that, that was the last time I could felt your lips, I should've enjoyed every seconds that passed.
If only I would knew that, that was the last time I could stare at you, I should've not let every seconds slip away–i should've looked closely at every inch of your face.
Because after few years of me, being away, you've forgotten your love for me.
I'm back to own you again, but when I called you by your name, you asked me, "who are you?" and a guy came, hold your hands and kissed your lips.
You left me hanging, you left me with him—and with your child.
You left me broken.
Forgotten love—by: meanieeMe
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𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
RandomCompilation of short stories I made and posted on my Fb account.
