I let out a deep sigh and walked down the stairs.
Why? Why does it feel this heavy?
My heart, feels heavy as a rock.
I miss you. I miss the old you.
I miss US.
Do you feel the same way too?
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Remembering You
Short StoryHey it's me, Tyrell. I'm still here, looking back at our memories... The "why's"... The "what if's"... The "I love you's" and the "I'm sorry" too... I'm still here, love... Remembering YOU. (Short entries.)
