I remember getting off that plane. The cold wind I felt on my face as I walked down those stairs. I remember it all too well because when I left the place I put too much of my heart into, It felt the same. Cold.
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RandomI haven't written anything in quiet sometime. This isn't really about anyone or anything in particular. It's just a story I will work on from time to time or mainly just me writing not so much a story. I hope you like it. Please don't mind any gramm...
