Our conversations were … are… a blissful temporary satisfaction, for the both of us, it seems. A welcome distraction to both our mundane lives, at best.
I hear your voice now that I am writing this. But the words aren’t there.
I see your figure as a stare out the door. But you’re no longer laughing.
I find myself in tears as I watch you take another step …
away from me.
This is so heartbreaking but beautiful.
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Thank you. I am glaf you found something beautiful in a tragic story. 🙂
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You’re absolutely welcome 🙂
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