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levamentumevery night you make me cry
you leaving me makes me want to die
with all the things you said
filled my heart with dread
my feelings didn't reach you
it doesn't mean you're numb
so now we're through
how i feel so dumb
i am not chasing after thee
nor am i asking for the love you gave me
i'm simply releasing the pain
which lessens the possibility of me being insane
to move on in this journey
i must forget about you, my beloved
this may sound corny
but i will always love you, enough said
ch.6 of the 3rd person
DAys have passed by since the play took place. things went back to normal. well sort of i suppose. Since their seat plan had already changed, miharu's seat was far away from jin. jin kept on glancing at miharu. thankfully for jin noone notices it. she just can't bear the fact that miharu is so far away from her. one fine day, kio was walking with jin on the school grounds. kio was talking about mana's feelings towards his friend rein. "i was shocked! when i first heard about that! i mean having a crush on your best friend! it's the grossest thing one can think of doing!" "yeah their situation IS weird iwas shocked too but who wouldn't be?i mean.." jin was put to an abrupt pause. "why'd you stop" kio asked. Jin remembered that her situation with mana was the same. With their topic JIn could no longer bear her silence about her secret. Jin, a very open person was having a hard time to keep that huge secret just inside her. "kio, what if i liked someone in our classroom?" jin asked.
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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