Try to forget me
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Last published Thu, Jul 8, 2021
Leaving all your life behind in hopes to find your true purpose. Sounds scary, isn't it? That's exactly what I did, left everything and everyone, packed all my staff in only one suitcase and went to an airport. Flight Detroit, Michigan, USA - London, UK at 10:35 pm. I've been there since 7, just looking at the big clock in the middle of a hall, waiting to finally leave this fucking town. You probably wondering who am I and what is going on? Okay, just wait a couple seconds, that's actually a long story.
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Joe felt jitters. The flight was long and tiring. She tried to calm herself. For over nine hours she kept telling herself there was no reason to be so nervous. The plane finally landed. She was in London. She should have been excited. She had always dreamt of traveling around the world. "Hey Daph, I can't see you." "Here. Look over here." She heard someone shouting. She turned towards the direction of her sisters shouting, beaming when she saw Daphne. London looked good on her. She ran towards Daphne, leaving her suitcase unattended. Daphne picked her up, hugging her tightly. "Oh my God! I've missed you so much. You look so pretty." Joe blushed. She'd been getting that a lot. "My bags." Joe said, turning back to where she'd left them. Her breath seized when she saw him standing beside her bags. As if it was nothing, he picked them up, walking towards them. She didn't know he was gonna be there. As if glued to the ground, Joe stood, unable to move, her eyes watching him, her breathing fast and raspy. She lightly hit her chest where her heart was, taking deep breaths "Joe, you remember Harry." Of course she did. He looked so much older, more mature, more handsome. She'd visualized this moment so many times in her head. Her imagination didn't come close to this reality. His smell filled her nose, bewitching her. She could recognize this smell anywhere. 'Calm yourself, Joe.' She said in her mind. "Long time no see, Joelinton."
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