As I Reminisce

As I Reminisce

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"Tell me a story" "Well, I actually have two stories to tell. One, about my first love, and Two, about a love I'll never forget." ~ living with a heart that's been shattered, broken, and torn is what I call a survivor. "just let go and move on already" they say. but how can one tell another to forget something so unforgettable, in which they've never felt nor experienced the things like they did ? the only reason why they tell you that is because they don't know the whole story. so the best way to shut them up is to just tell them right ?
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Save Me

I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

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