The cold breeze of the cozy night kissed my lips.I could be sleeping,but no.I can't.Thousands of thoughts are flowing through the depths of my mind.
How did this happen?
How could be loving so painful?
I don't get it.Why do we love the people who hurt and shatter us to pieces?Even if we know that in the end,we'll be left.
Dumfounded,broken and helpless.
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All That's Left
General Fiction"Loving him was like the past.It can be remembered but never can be back again."
