sure enough, morning dawned and there was a scrap of paper floating on the windowsill.
like an angel's wing. a simple piece of paper that carried a message. a few words that may have so much meaning.
it takes a reason to float. something to live for. something i don't have, something i never had.
but maybe she did have reasons. she just didn't notice it. or know it. maybe she didn't know why how or when or what, maybe she was confused. maybe she needed help recognizing it.
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37 Days
Cerita Pendek❝he was there for 37 days, she needed him for a thousand more❞ 189 5/6/15
