Time had been her friend, her companion for a long while. It goes wherever she is. It stays when it hadn't with others. It never left her.
That is until their roads crossed.
Time hadn't been enough, not with him. All she could do is to hold his hand and silently beg Time to make him stay.
Please, her voiced cracked, not him.
But Time didn't listen, didn't waver in its course. And he smiled and it began to rain.
She started hating Time, right then.
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Memories
PuisiFriendship... love... broken hearts... dreams... emotions... New beginnings... reality... A compilation of words that never had the chance to say, never had the chance to hear. Stories behind a couple of short phrases and words that mean a whole lot...
