He didn't know why he had told her all things, he just wanted to pour his feelings to the one person that would listen.
Listening was something she was good at. He never wanted someone to comfort him, just one that would listen.... Her.
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The Light For My Darkness
Short Story#301 in short story. She was his light but he didn't realize. He was the darkness that couldn't be seen. Light crosses darkness. Darkness meets light. Will he reject his light? Cover by me. All Right Reserved©
