Between the raindrops are moments of time that contain all the memories of yesterday, dressed in colors of gray and midnight blue. And I keep wondering why my heart won’t heal, why the memory of you is so reluctant to retreat from my heart.
At first I clung to the memories of our past, hoping that one day soon you would return to me. When that didn’t work, I tried to bury them permanently in the graveyard of shipwrecked dreams, thinking a n... more >>
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