she was beautiful.
she was perfect.
i never thought i met somebody like her.
i wish i can still feel her i wish i can go hug her.
i wish i can still kiss her in that bridge.
where we first met.
and where she meet her fate.
i'm still here, dear.
praying.
wishing.
that you'd come back.
but now, i've already moved on,
i now enjoy myself,
alone at this bridge,
enjoying the fresh wind
these winds that touched your hair once,
if you could hear me.
i love you.
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abandoned story ideas
FanfictionJust some story ideas that I might turn into a real full-on story in the future, but some of them properly will just be there, but this is just a complete trash bin bunch of dump stories so yeah.
