Why do we live.
It's a question that ponders Guadalupe's mind every day.
Most might say it is to enjoy life
To be happy
To remember and care about your loved ones.
To build memories.
But all those things people say that living is for, Guadalupe cannot do.
Because she cannot build memories, because she is afraid of losing them. She cannot remember the past loved ones, because they were the ones that were swept away. She cannot care for anyone, for she will forget them. She cannot be happy, because she is always reminding herself of the past, because only the bad memories stayed. She can never enjoy anything, because every movement of every person will soon be forgotten.
Honestly, if this is called life, she doesn't want to live.
Because if she wants to feel even more useless, she might as well die.
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RomanceHe caressed her cheek, looking into her eyes. In them, there was a story. A story of Hardships and untold truths. But these eyes seem familiar, one of a lost friend, of a lost past. But those harsh, cold and used eyes told him something. She doesn...
