Every night, she hoped to hear from him.
& every morning, Her moist eyes opened simply wishing to see him.
He, on the other hand, had created a world of his own where she was rarely thought of.
Love, perhaps, simply is not enough...
& every morning, Her moist eyes opened simply wishing to see him.
He, on the other hand, had created a world of his own where she was rarely thought of.
Love, perhaps, simply is not enough...
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