Dear somebody I used to know,
I talked to the blind girl.
She cried when I told her how lucky she was to be loved so dearly. I asked her why she was crying and she replied, "I am crying because I want to see his love but I have no sight."
I returned home.
But my home holds no comfort for me because you are not there with me.
I feel like the blind girl because I will never see your eyes filled with love for me.
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Somebody I Used To Know (Complete)
Short StoryAnd I stand quiet as I let it happen because I know my silence will haunt you when you stand over my grave