so, the end has come.
I don't think I can even whisper that outloud.
once in every life, there comes a time...we walk out all alone, and into the night. The moment won't last, but then, we remember it again...when we close our eyes.
but we were born to fly.
staring at an empty parking space. torn. that last hug and kiss. torn. that last touch of
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