Parker never liked funerals
But there he stood right by her casket
He slowly wept
He touched her deathly pale skin
She looked beautiful
Parker loved every part of her
He truly couldn't believe she was gone
He remembered her last dying words
"We were never broken Parker. We just lost a part of us that we had to find in that someone. For me, you were that someone Parker. And I thank you."
|THE END|
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the broken|#Wattys2015|
Short Storycover: par l'auteur started: june 20th 6:26pm ended: july 10th 2:22pm everyone has a story, and every story has an ending. rank: #251 in short story june 28, 2015
