Tuesday 15 December 2020

..ImPrint


..He had lived without her before. He could get over it! In a year or so he'd  be able to walk straight past her without his heart so much as missing a beat. He needed her as much as a drunk needs a cork! But he understood all too quickly how vain these thoughts were. How can you tear something out of your heart? Your heart isn't made out of paper and your life isn't written down in ink. You can't erase the imprint of years,

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