Five things I can see...
Four things I can feel...
Three things I can hear...
Two things I can smell...
And One thing I can taste...
I feel anxious. As the cool breeze touched the warmth of my face beaded with tears from the recurring , excruciating thoughts reaping my sanity, I snapped to reality. There he is, the one who can lift me from the crashing waves of misery. As he walked towards me, brimming with concern and comfort, I cried. "Didn't I tell you to call me if you had an episode again, hmm?" and I cried even harder.
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AfterLife
RomanceAndrei and his lover never had public dates because they couldn't. Their love for each other, no matter how strong it is, will never be accepted. Their love is deemed as something that shouldn't exist - something that is not right and it hurts not b...
