Simple As That
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Last published Fri, Mar 25, 2016
He wanted to disappear. For the pain to go away. But it was getting hard to be because he met her.
A typical story of boy meets girl.
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I went on that place again and again but I can't seem to jump at all.
I tried to lift my foot and step into nothing to fall and die but I just ended up staring at the night sky.
I tried so many times that I just ended up staring at it, leading me to learn the constellations themselves.
All because of her.
That stupid girl just dragging me out just because of a stupid reason. I was supposed to die then.
"I'm BORED" she said.
Who the hell drags a stranger with her just because they're bored. Apparently, she is.
IT WAS AS SIMPLE AS THAT, THAT DAY MY WORLD BEGAN TO BE FILLED WITH COLORS.
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