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Once upon a time, we were separated. 

It all happened so fast. 

One minute we were laughing, walking home together after you had come to pick me up at work. 

The next, we were lying on the ground.  

I could barely hear or see, but when I saw you lying there by my side I screamed. 

Your eyes were cold, and so was your hand where it was still holding mine. 

And you fool, you smiled at me and told me that we'd meet again. 

And just like so, your eyes turned white. 

And you flew far, far away. 

To a place where I couldn't reach you anymore. 

:'(

the story of us :: michael :: completedWhere stories live. Discover now