A year ago
Truly I'm grieved...
That I covered your potential possibilities and drove you away.
Please accept my apologies that I wound up killing you.
Please accept my apologies, my fantasy.
#Draft 59
Title: sorry, my fantasy.
Date:10-12-2018.
Sam Scrawls, [1/1/2019 1:10 PM]
10, 9, 8
She was embracing his arm firmly inclining her head onto his shoulder.
7, 6, 5, 4
The cold breeze made them stick significantly nearer, their hot breath transformed into billows of fume before it blurred in the air.
3, 2, 1, 0
When the commencement got done, two things occurred on the double.
The first was the shining firecrackers shooting up from the skyline into 1,000,000 light pixie, each conveying expects the start of this new year.
The subsequent one was her warm stout lips locking onto his cheek for a delicate a kiss.
He squinted his long eyelashes for few moments and afterward took a gander at her with marginally separated lips, however she had proactively dismissed watching the vivid gleaming from past that certain point they were perched on.
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