The past keeps on haunting me over and over and over again. I'm still hoping... Hoping that you will come out of that book once again to spend the rest of your life here... with me... I always wish to see you in front of the door while wearing your oh so sweet smile, then you'll say "You won't ever be alone again Pierre! I love you and I missed you!" but still, nothing happened. I'm still waiting... Then tears began to fall as I watch the picture frame fall from the side table. That's supposed to be our picture yet while looking at it, it was only me on the photo... Now it's broken... I took a deep breath. This is reality... That you only exist here in my memory. PS: Taglish Story hehe
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