Chapter 9

I want to show you my pain instead of those silly innuedos. I want to tell the world about what hurts me. I suddenly need condolence which I hated the most.

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I imagined you, I did for a moment. I could have swore you were here in front of me. The sea waves billowing and wrestling to reach the seashore I remained in front of could swear that you were here. I was watching your laughter filling that blue sunset that I felt it was attractive and beautiful in the past, that brings comfort to oneself. Then, I found it sad and cheerless today. I'd swear that you were in front of me for a minute, waving your hand to me to come to you, to reach you before you disappear.