one day, all of us will get separated from each other. we will miss our conversations of everything and nothing and the dreams we had. days, months and years will pass until this contact becomes rare.
one day, our children will see our pictures and ask; "who are these people?" and we will smile with invisible tears because a heart is touched with a strong word and we will say; "it was them that i had the best days of my life with."
-isra
YOU ARE READING
the times we had together
Randomyeah we are cringy and annoying. many people hate us. but we still have a story
