2. loveI love you.
Dont ever leave me, like the one before.
Hold me, like you did last year.
Never let me go.
i love you.
26. tearsThe girl sang to herself softly,
sunshine, my only sunshine , while crooning to her prized possession. A duck, pink, with yellow feet and beak, and white wings. The white was now dull and off cast as the years dust showed. The seams were on show, showing its age and usage over the years. It was a windup duck, that gave out a heartbreaking tune, at least it would if you listened to it right.
you make me happy, when skies are grey . tears fell down her cheek, and she tried hard not to make any sound. She hated when anyone saw her crying, as she would well up even more, her pasty face turning red with embarrassment and shame. The dreaded question would follow - whats wrong. She always replied the same.
nothing. she would say, though it was wearing thin now.
youll never know dear, how much I love you the soft words echoed her empty room. She didnt want to turn on the light. Because if she did, she would she h