"Listen." You cupped my cheeks in your palms and looked into my eyes.
That spark I noticed in your eyes, that was what made me love you.
The spark that appears every time you look at me, melted my heart and made me love you even more.
"I'm here. Okay? I'm not gone yet." You said and I nodded, unable to breath.
How could I breath when my tears were choking me?
How could I breath when I just accepted the fact that you were gone but I could still see you?
Somehow, you were still with me.
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I Am Always With You
Short StoryShe can see him. She can feel him. She can sense him. But something is wrong throughout. She was oblivious to the truth. ***** Very very short chapters ahead. || Highest rank #20 in Short Story ||
