Fiction (or non-fiction) of 50 words, no more, no less. Let your imagination run wild but brief!
Friday, June 27, 2014
You Took My Breathe, Away
When I was around you I felt like I had forgotten how to breathe. Since you left, I felt like I really HAD forgotten how. I wish there was a word that meant goodbye for someone who was already gone. My life, if it continues, will never be the same.
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