Author: cripple blackbird PM
I don't know what this means. Well I kinda do. It's nice and short!Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 71 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 08-23-06 - id: 2235446
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There's that smell I remember from when you held my body close to yours and you let me know that everything was fine and that you loved me. And though I thought it was fake, I pushed that thought out of my mind, and loved you and clung to you.
And then you told me you loved me, but it was too late. You were already hundreds of miles away.