Grieving Hearts
Ricky Donnathis time the tears were minemy dearest allie i couldn't sleep last nighthere i am once again torn into piecesgood night paragraphs for him to make him cry
He stopped and looked at his palms it was a deep shade of red, he furrowed his brows as he realised he can't feel anything.
Taking a shaky breath, he took out the orchids and placed it over the top of the cemetery, with the same frailness and tenderness as someone would show while dealing with their most loved possession, most precious possession, his hands trembling badly, with exhaustion, with the emotions he was feeling, he didn't know.
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