Un angelo vola nel cielo immenso...

Un angelo vola nel cielo immenso...

NeuerHomer
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Una calda giornata di primavera, tutto bruciava la gola, l'asfalto, tutto. Un vento sofficie e delicato si levò verso mezzogiorno. Il cielo era limpido, non c'era nemmeno una nuvola, appariva brillante, come un diamante fino a quando... Una storia che non ha bisogno di altro se non di essere letta, una storia commovente basata su una storia vera. Buona Lettura Neuer Homer
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'I hope for us.' 'This hope gives me strength to breath.' 'Strength to fight with our odds.' 'One day to win over our demons.' 'Hope for that one day is like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert.' I raised my hand to catch rain drops falling on the glass window. Two arms encircled around my waist from back flinching me at my spot. His touch. He nuzzled his face in my hairs. "Ohh thank god. You came back." His hot breath on my shoulder blade. "Do you know how much I missed you?" "You know I cannot live with out you. I need you. I need you." His lips on my neck, shudders passed down my spine. "I knew you will be back to me." "I love you." He made me turn and kissed my forehead closing his eyes. Tears were flowing from his eye but his lips were enriched with small smile. "I love you so much Meera" he mumbled against my skin. "Myra" I had to break his reverie. "Meera" He was still lost. "Neil, I am Myra." He studied my face. He took step back keeping his eyes on my face, trying to find someone. To be precise.... My sister.... My twin sister. His teary eyes turned in to charcoal red in a moment when reality hit him hard. "Get out" he looked everywhere but not at me. "Neil" "You don't have any right to enter in this room. GET OUT" He shouted on top of his voice. Warm tears started streaming on my cheeks. "Dare you step in this room again." I bowed my head and was stepping out. I was at door step when I heard his ear piercing scream. It pinched my heart. Neil ran towards crib to pick his son in his arms. 'I knew he needed me.' Neil cooed Neev, but he was also stubborn like his father. He was crying, he was asking me to take him in my embrace by raising his hands looking at me. 'My baby was telling me to stop. To hold him. To love him'

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