It had been 5 years.
5 years since the day he left. I remember him saying goodbye hours before he left. I remember smiling so that he wouldn't notice I was about to fall to pieces. I remember when I kissed his cheek before he left. I remember every moment.
Especially after he left. When the face I had plastered on slipped away as tears silently slipped down my pale skin. When I actually thought about how the boy whom I had loved since we were six years old, was leaving. He would be gone forever.
Now, I was alone
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Novela JuvenilWhat happens when a girl can no longer wait for him to return. When the only thing in life she has to hold on to is a promise. A promise from her love that he would come back for her.
