Knitted Memories

Knitted Memories

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"My lips are red just like my heart". Harry said to me. The memory was knitted into my heart, never being forget but instead being replayed into my mind. I wanted him back so badly. Luke hemming was brought into my life, captivating my heart. The emotionless heart that i never thought would be able to feel again just has with his captivating eyes and soul
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Do you remember me?" He asks, looking into my eyes and I just stared at him confused, then shake my head slowly. "Sorry, I don't know who you are." I reply and get ready to walk away but he grips my arm softly and turns me back to him. I finally looked into his eyes...they looked so familiar.. his facial features, so familiar, his smile. "Its me, baby." he let's out desperately and I squint my eyes trying to figure it out, his voice drawing me in as I slowly began to realize who this man was. "Its, Daddy." he says in an ever so soft voice, and it felt like everything around us froze as if it were just me and my father. Without saying anything, I launched forward and embraced him, holding on tight like my life depended on it. You finally came. "Daddy, I love you." Then my vision started hurting and I fell into my father's arms, my body felt cold and wet, completely numbing out. I could see blurs off people rushing our way and I could hear gasps and my name being repeatedly shouted. I couldn't respond, I couldn't react, and I lost all hearing and I could only hear ringing turning into silence as I stayed in my fathers arms, cold out. It hit me, I'm dying. With my littlest bit of force left, I barely clenched onto my father's shirt, then free fully released it. Everything was disappearing, I slowly dropped my eyes and all I seen now were the people closest to me, Luke, my mom, my dad, and Sara all crying, crying over me. Then, it ended. My eyes closed completely and I felt my hearts last, strong, beat until I felt nothing at all.

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