We walked down a cobblestone path as people threw yellow chrysanthemums our way. What a beautiful day. (is) it? I thought so. But then I turned around.
Harry was kissing a girl.
... Please not again.
"Harry," I choked with tears in my eyes (as) I watched the boy I love not love me.
"I can't do this anymore." he said.
That was all he said.
(simple) but effective.
He was gone. One moment there, the next one not. Oh, how I miss my love. I lost my love. I wasn't enough.
Maybe I was too much.
Our love was never down-to-earth. I was never thinking straight. The walk back to the hotel was long and lonely. I tore the honey flower pendant from my neck (as) I screamed his name. I couldn't possibly stay in a honey flower room. So all I thought of was the striped carnation.
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Aw, Harry :(
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