The night was inside him; the cold slowly numbing his pain. Get up.
He looked up. The moon hid; stars shone light. Strength. Jaws firmed, he got up, suitcase in hand. And didn't stumble once as he walked away from her door. Inside, they continued to kiss, unaware.
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wow... pretty intense stuff, huh?
wiseling is very much liking...
intense is correct. dayum.
Ooooh. What's with all the unhappy lovers anyway?
i dont know! a sudden burst of unhappy stories eh? maybe its just coz they involve better one-liners to end with or something.
mine, is partly true. as in, not really, but almost seemed like it. hmm..not easy to understand? not easy to explain either.
life isnt that bad you know..wait let me show you. just give me some time.
how refreshing to see a bit of pessimism from you.
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