In the garden where he walked miles from me, I could see his heart stop; it was his way of analyzing his thoughts. Between the trees he found a piece of paper and on it he wrote "every day stays the same".
He recognized me by the sound of my tears hitting the fallen leaves.
As I ran into hiding, he followed me and went down on his knees as I hid my face in shame of being found.
He ran his fingers through my dyed out hair and in my moment of collapse, with a smile across his face, he whispered very gently into my ear "oh love of mine some day you will die".
He recognized me by the sound of my tears hitting the fallen leaves.
As I ran into hiding, he followed me and went down on his knees as I hid my face in shame of being found.
He ran his fingers through my dyed out hair and in my moment of collapse, with a smile across his face, he whispered very gently into my ear "oh love of mine some day you will die".
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