Inhale.
Exhale.
There's air but I'm not breathing.
Months have passed yet it feels like yesterday. And yes, I still cry. I cry myself to sleep.
Since day one, I weep remembering all our sweet promises of tomorrow. Still hoping you'd come back so we could do them all together.
But I'd wake up the next day and there's still no you. And I'd weep again and cry myself to sleep.
It had been a cycle - that continues until today.
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After 'us'
Short StoryWhen we love, we tend to give everything for the relationship. We exert our time and invest on emotions - giving 'all of us' in the process. So we won't have any regrets and the relationship would lasts for long. But as the saying goes, good things...
