i walked towards the stone with her name carved on it.
the rain was pouring down heavily but it did not matter.
under my umbrella, all that mattered was me and her.
the stone was a dull grey colour. a beautiful framed picture of her was placed in front of it.
she was smiling that beautiful smile of hers.
god, how i missed that smile.
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Fanfictionheart; thought of as the place where emotions are felt heart; something not meant to be broken
