Every day, as I woke up, I always feel heavy. Like there's something I need to know but I tend to forget.
I wish it was just a nightmare.
But something in me tells me otherwise.
I know there's something more. But what is it? What exactly is it.
One morning. I found myself crying. I am not hurt nor happy. I don't feel anything. I don't know how to feel.
I saw someone in my dream. More likely a memory being rewinded in my sleep.
It's him.
The man I loved the most. The man I treasured. The man that made me believe in forever and the magic that love can give.
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"Hey Lizzy. Ghad why are you cryin' baby?" Someone asked in my door.
"Nah I'm fine. Just a bad dream" I replied.
"Danny! Love! We're gonna be late honey" a girl called out.
"Comin' baby!" He replied then looked at me. "Hey we'll be right back okay?"
"I know. Hahaha goodluck lovebirds!" I choked out.
- - -
Now its all coming back.
It surely is him.
The man of my life, Filled my heart with joy and pure love. The man I thought would be my first and my last.
The man who broke my heart for the first time. Until now.
But then he's happy.
Loving my Best friend.
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