My memory is faint of what happened. I remember her last words, as I felt her last breath against my cheek. That's about all I can remember. The flashbacks have slowly started to fade. • • • Cara Tesley painted the most captivating portrait with her presence. I just became lucky enough to fall for her. I was unlucky enough to lose the both of us. • • • I encourage constructive-criticism. Life gets busy and that's basically me lately and I apologize for not continuing this because I rEalLy want to. I may in the near future.
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