Drew's parents were the ones to come forth with the marriage proposal. It was more like a business merger contract, but it wasn't too bad. I had heard about Drew, and he knew about me. I didn't mind being held by him, and I suppose I could imagine a...
Because Krishna is here, with me, but he's too far away. Crying silently, not willing to talk to me.
I feel terrible, watching a twenty-three year old boy cry himself to sleep, while I can do nothing about it. So I'm sitting in front of my study table, scribbling on your pages.
Things are bad at his house. And the invitation to a Christmas party at my parents' place sit on the tip of my tongue, silently crying along with him.
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