Dear Pearl,Today you realised finally that we are not what we used to be anymore. So much changed in just a couple of years. We were kids when we met first. So young, so full of life, of hope, of optimism. I was drawn to the sound of your laughter, to the your halo your … Continue reading Dear Pearl
Category: Before
Fallout
When we first met, we were both stranger in a new city. Grieving for home. For everything, everyone left behind. But there was something in you. Your smile. Your eyes. Or maybe you reminded me too much of her. We grew closer, as if gravity pulling. I was a black hole. Unable to let go. … Continue reading Fallout
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