To wish upon a flower

To wish upon a flower

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"Emotions are fickle." She laughed. The flower in her hand slowly wilted. It's ashes being dragged by the wind - and yet, she could only stare at her hand, unmoving. The stared at her hand for a moment, hoping for something to move or to give itself some fragrance, yet nothing changes. Her hand remained the same - still and in an opened motion. She looked up at the sky and let out a small chuckle, "So painfully fickle" __________________________________________________________________________________ Coming soon!
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"This is killing you.." He looks at me with sadness in his eyes. "You do know this, right?" Looking out into the night sky, I looked at the stars above that were millions of years away. I slowly nodded, holding onto the cup in my hands. "I think... the moment I saw her.. a part of me was already gone." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . There are beautiful things in this world. There are terrible things in this world. But one thing that's always stuck in the middle of it all is love. Because love is Suicidal in the most beautiful way.

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