& he walked away, he tried to hold on but
She was beyond his reach now. Some where,
back in his mind, he thought, she would chase
him, screaming for him to stop, she would pull him
and tell him that she was sorry with her tears
mixing with rainwater, they would hug in the
downpour, but he was not the writer of his
tale, he walked away with rainwater that
looked like melting silver,empty heart.....

::::: PK ♥MâĎĎÝ :::::

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