Our Last

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He was everything to me and I thought his feelings were mutual, but that was before he left for his hometown and left me behind. Now he is just another memory that floats through my head from time to time.

 

I was walking down the streets of Chicago minding my own business and then I hear a voice calling after me. I turn around, searching for the owner of the voice, but the owner was not found. I continue my walk until I saw the one person I never wanted to see ever again.

It was him.

Foreword

Just a short story I wrote to entertain my friend and it turned out okay so why not put it on aff? Hehe

 

(Yo girl -dujourney is back)

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