The art of falling

The art of falling

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Zia was sure she wouldn't see them again as she waved to her her friend. 9 years of friendship drowned from just moving to another state she was upset at that time and thinking abt all of them hurts but she's met more people and she's ready to move on till she sees a familiar mess of dark brown hair in the classic romance section of her local library. now she's taken back to all those memories that she'd drowned out.
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Your heart was empty, it has been for 15 years and you kept coming back to that same old place you were told to stay. You knew that nobody will come but that's the only thing you can hold on to... their promise, a promise that they will come back and get you there. So you waited for someone who will never come. On the same day, 15 years later, a 'supposedly' typical day of waiting for the loved ones in your past, your path crossed with a beautiful Latina sitting on a bench not that far away from where you are. That changed the course of your life.

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