When you woke up, I decided it was time for me to go.
You gave me a tight hug and the thousands of images from our weekend flashed before my eyes. My heart ached, please don't let go... but you did.
"I'll see you later, alligator!" You joked. "And next time you're here, I want you to meet her."
Your eyes held that exact lovely glint that she brings, it was unlike the hopeless ones that glazed my pained eyes.
A half-smile formed on my lips and I nodded.
You gave me something out of a fairytale, something that happens once upon a life.
At least I could say that that weekend's memories were mine,
"Stay wild Max, until next time."
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Roses and Candles
PuisiThe letters written for my first. An encounter from a dream that could've been more but never progressed far enough to be a happy ending; A collection of scenes, not enough to create a movie, that's settled in the depths of my beating heart; A stri...
