And I cannot escape the past creeping up on me reminding me I can never bring you back
the picture slipped from his fingers. it fell to the floor. the sound of shattering glass echoed through the silent flat. luke didn't bother picking up the pieces the lie all over the floor.
he took in a deep breath. he needed to walk to try to get his mind of everything. he walked from his flat taking a breath of the crisp spring air. luke shivered despite the warm weather. the sun seemed so cold. never to warm him again.
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the memory
Fanfiction"this is the memory this is the curse of having too much time to think about it"
