I read it back to myself. I couldn't stop sobbing, I was sobbing so hard i was struggling to breath. I miss him so much. I will never forget those precious nights we spent together, those secrets we told no other, the thoughtful conversations that went on for hours. And for as long as I live, I will never...forget Isayah...
The end.
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Short StoryI hope you enjoy this short story just as much as i enjoyed creating it! now its about a grieving woman, so the subject may be sensitive to some..
