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I didn't know what to feel. I just stood there awkwardly while I tried to recap everything I did, struggling to remember things that I would've done wrong. Honestly I could think of a lot but that has never phased her. She loved me, I hear the words "I love you" come out of here mouth several times each day without fail and every time I hear those words, I would return it more passionately than the last. I can't think of anything reasonable, nothing, only memories of the two of us with happiness we both can't seem to contain. Panic started to crawl into me. I was going to loose my mind, I was going to loose her!
Of course I'd be afraid it's all too sudden, too short, too hurtful. I was about to ask her why since I'm too panicked to think straight...I saw a face I couldn't bear to look at but at the same time I can't help but to gaze at the expression she have. The never ending tears of heart felt emotions trickling down her face making their way down her cheek to her chin, they would hang there for close to a second -as if they are refusing to leave the warmth of the now sad face- and with lost effort it would fall off to the ground, the rain like droplets leaving wet trails on her face. The one word question I had, without leaving my mouth seemed to have got it's answer.
- by deactivatedforever |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 05/05/2009 |
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- Title: A narrative short story.
- Artist: deactivatedforever
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Description:
I had the urge to write so here it is a preview of a story that has been holed up in my head for quite awhile.
Hope you guys enjoy it:] - Date: 05/05/2009
- Tags: narrative short story
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