The moment my mind set a flight onto the thought of you, the bells placed up at my heart's ceiling began ringing and would never stop for some times. Keep echoing its sound, like it was a celebration. Then, flutter of flower petals start to rain and dancing in the air, encouraging that this was indeed a joyfull ocassion. till the shadow of deep sorrow and uncertainity shrouding and enveloping my confidence, it was so painfull and sad.Like some thousand of neddles starting to pierce trough my stomach, it's starting to hurt. What left was a regret
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