The bed is empty. He has left once again, this time never to return. Numerous fights, withheld problems, fed up has taken its place. Sitting there, feeling his smell, she is inspired. Sheets,pictures,cards,flowers,anything to remind her of the years wasted. Memory crematorium, welcome these gifts for me, please. Clothes,Toothbrush,Keys. She is leaving, open to a [...]
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