As the tears formed in his glossy eyes, he thought

"What was it like, when I was with you?

Was it this lonely? or was the hole somehow filled out,
With every little thing we did, did it sew flowers in our hearts
as it grew smiles and laughs on our happy faces?

Losing you made the flowers wither, am I right?

If only you'd come back, the flowers would bloom once again, like they're supposed to do every summer..

no?"

and he smiled bitterly, and once again forced himself to try and forget

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