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Forest Darling

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"Wasn't it enough when you made a fool out of yourself two years ago? Open your fucking eyes and just be for once aware of your surroundings."

He gets up with this sentence and leaves the table. 
I stare at the chair he was sitting on. 
Oh Lord how much I hate him, only one accident happened and this guy is still pissed off 2 years later. 

°°°

He takes one of my arms and puts my palm up.
"I." He puts his finger on my palm.
"Love." He runs his finger over my arm up to my shoulder.
"You." He says and his finger runs from my shoulder to the place where he can feel my heartbeat.Todos los derechos reservados

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