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Another restless night passes,
the eye bags under my eyes growing larger.
My body is slow moving.
The world feels like it's going to stop any second now.
Am I falling?
Exhaustion can be exercised in many forms—does passing out count?
I remember ....
A bouquet of Forget-me-nots and yellow roses.
I've been in darkness for what feels like quite some time.
As if time stopped.
I could hear the distant voices calling my name,
but I ignored it.
I watched the retreating backs of people who are my friends.
I can feel a tear rolling gradually and slowly down my cheek.
My hand goes to wipe it—what tear?
I didn't want them to go—what happened to together forever?
I outstretched a
weak hand,
my slim and bony fingertips brushing the material of the dark sweater barely.
"Wait," I called, my voice straining.
Oh, why were my beloveds crying?
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The Last Day | Yeongyu
FanfictionIf it was the last day on Earth, who would you spend it with? Your lover? Your best friend? Your family? What if someone doesn't have any of these things? Then what? Or what if... Someone seems to not be able to find that one person in their life t...
