Chasing, November.

November,

the moments we've spent together, I knew it was you. can you give me another chance, don't give up on me please. i'll visit the province again, i'll meet you at our place. please, be there.

Yours Truly, Chase.

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everyone seeks for solice, that moment of escape- even if it will only last for a milisecond. some of us might be fortunate, but some hangs on the edge. but one thing is for sure. faith has it's own game, the horizon has it's way and someday- it will meet it's desired land.

Alfonso Chase Suarez the escapist.

November Fuentes his solice.