How can a place,
One so full of life and love,
One that was built up from the bottom by so many hands,
Cared for and loved by so many just be gone?
A place where people still speak of watching its heavenly sunrises in the mornings when it was still thriving.
So many things happened there.
So so so many things.
How is it that someone so treasured and beautiful can simply cease to exist?
That in the form of a bullet, a lifetime of work and pain and love and feelings can be extinguished.
In the exact same way that nature eventually takes back what was once it's and in a way conceals and protects everything that was once right there.
I can't begin to have the words to explain how hard it is for me to understand.
Things like that don't just go away...
Those voices,
The happy times, the sad times...
They can't just go away.
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Short Stories Of Love (COMPLETED)
RomanceI may not be able to give all this love to the one who doesn't know I'm here but why let it go to waste when I can let it overflow here?
