this was how i spent my last breath.

better

It was more than strands of blurriness – it felt like a better death. I had to swim under my own struggle – the story of the dissipation from my own self when I left you stranded, even if it was never my intention to do so. I had lived by single – a destruction of my culture sent flames into my heart.

The pain grew tall and wide inside me until it choked me to death. As I fell down the grass – with darkness gradually luring me in its world – beneath the kiss of rain and evening, my last thought was you.


WORD COUNT: 100

Thank you for reading this story. If you want to talk about random things with me, do not hesitate to reach me through my “Contact” page. All the best love, my dear.

let me hold your words before you leave;

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