my mom shook her head, and i finally noticed how pale everyone looked. how dull their eyes looked. how people were comforting each other. how tissue boxes were widely dispersed throughout the large group. and then it hit me.
YOU ARE READING
forgotten
Short Storyremember me, because we were each other's everything. and all of me is missing, because you keep on tripping. so come back, and please don't let your memory lack. i love you. don't forget you once said you love me too. [#255 short story: 5/9...
