No estoy sola...cierto?

No estoy sola...cierto?

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A veces me pregunto...si para vivir debe existir una razón tal vez si, tal vez la cosa mas pequeña e insignificante nos motiva a levantarnos y seguir con la rutina. Pero en esta historia es dificil encontrar esa razón...tal vez solo estoy aburrida y escribo cosas que nunca sucederán porque estoy en relidad pero si fueran cosas de la vida real que suceden en una historia de fantasía...como vendría siendo? Bueno veamos que tal queda esto. Es una historia propia que un dia pensé, no se permiten plagios. Espero que tengan la paciencia y que lo disfruten.
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"It's too much to remember everything and everyone, all pain and hurt is killing me day by day little by little. I wish I could remove all the pain and move on in my life. I wish I could find an eraser or Better a delete button, so that I could start from beginning, without any misery or pain." ......................................................................................... "Hey Eva, you know you can trust me, right? " He asked me again cupping my cheeks, I can't let him continue this. It had to stop now or it would be too late. I can't risk everyone's life specially his. If hurting him means, him being alive then I would do it without thinking. Again and again. "Eva are you even listening to me?" Noah asked moving his face closer. From this close I can even see the scar which he told me about, its just below the border line of his hair, it can be easily conceal but from this close its more real. His eyes, they are magical. I would love to look at them all the time and never get tired of looking at in them. No, I cannot do this to him, I can't be selfish, I have to do something this time. "No" I answer and walked away from him. .............................................................

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