{Short Story} Selfish

Sometimes when I say “I’m okay”, I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight, and say, “I know you’re not.” It was one fine night, but I still couldn’t sleep. I kept flipping right and left on my bed, tried to shake the fear and sadness away, but I just couldn’t….

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{Short Story} Separated

As we stood there, remembering everything from all the way back. My tears rolled down one by one, and yet you said nothing. I understood, that your silence meant, “I am sorry.” And I knew you knew, that my tears were “It’s time to say goodbye.” Our memories were never meant to be our destination. Our laughters…

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