It felt like a shuddered memory, a ghost from the past I tried so hard to remove. Your name as I heard them in the silence of my sleep. The half-paged book I left scattered on the floor and that gold antique necklace left where you held it. We were supposed to be happy, yet it ended so quickly.
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"We were so happy. Why did it end?"
"We were so happy that the heavens punished us."
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Lost between the Lines
Poesía"Between thinking, typing and erasing- an untold story ended." [A COLLECTION OF POEMS,PROSE,INSIGHTS] The thoughts going in my head. (#1 on prose on March 3, 2019)
