sexta-feira, 2 de setembro de 2016

This is why I left

At that moment when you told me something important to you - something very sad - you stared at me with your blue eyes and started to cry. I felt as if I was responsible for you. I felt as if I needed to hug you and love you forever. This is why I left.


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