A flower that blooms today, will die tomorrow, and it will die forever.
Nothing's permanent, Everything
ends.
"–please, don't leave, please, I beg"
All I can hear is pain in his voice.
All I can feel is the tears that is falling from his eyes.
All I can see is darkness
His touch
His voice
His smile
His face
And
The way he loves.
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My very first story, hope you'll like it.
This maybe cliche but I hope that y'all support me. I'll update every now and then
Mizzs_G❤️
