Her solace was the tears she shed in the middle of the night, when she knew there was no one to listen to her sobs or notice her wet pillow..
He found salvation in the blood that often oozed out of his hand.
When their paths meet, will the blood be...
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I sit on a stone beside the school river, subconsciously throwing stones into the water. I love the way the ripples break through the water, it makes me forget life, watching it over and over again.
A few moments later, I spot her walking down the stairs. As always, she is looking down and walking and I am not very sure if she spotted me.
She walks away and I stare at her retreating figure.
She is far away now. Just when I am going to take my eyes off her, she turns back. She knows I am here.
And then she does something that takes my breath away.
She smiles at me; a small smile, but it's still a smile.
