Ephemeral
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  • LECTURAS 2,420
  • Votos 235
  • Partes 8
  • Hora 44m
Continúa, Has publicado feb 11, 2021
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~ON HOLD~
Warm breeze of autumn blown over me as I was laying flat on soft grasses, stack of papers in front of me. I poured ink onto them, knitting and weaving letters together, building lines after lines. It is magical how my hands never fail to write the perfect phrases about him, and we, even after all these years. All the moments of us, our happiness and grief, satisfaction and cravings were mixed with every drop of the ink, concocting the enthralling meaning of our love in joint. It is a poetry I never know the ending, just letting the words flow until they creates an eternal creation of our ephemeral life.

A poetry of we, and our love. Me and Harry.
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A Lifetime To Tell A Story To Remember -Zarry

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'But i don't remember you! I don't remember any of this!' 'That's okay, sweet heart, because I will be right here to remind you every day. I will remind you every single day how much I love you' -------------------- Zayn and Harry are both in their early 70's. Harry has alzheimer. He can't remember parts of his life anymore, including his married life with Zayn. But that doesn't keep Zayn from showing up each day to tell Harry their Love story. Their love story that started when they were bandmates and ended as a married couple. 'Once upon a time there was this boy named Zayn...' ---inspired by 'The Notebook' A/N: starts a bit shitty, gets better around chapter 3. Bare with me