Tears of Sorrow
Some where deep in my heart, I had hope it wouldn't be true.
The air in my lungs started to feel like glue, sticking to itself not wanting to disperse, causing my chest to restrict. I sat there gasping, fighting for any small relief. Michelle grabbed my face forcing me to look at her " Artic sweety, just breathe," but not matter how hard I tired my lungs didn't want to allow the air to move freely. I was so focused on trying to listen to Michelle, that I didn't seen Ian make his way across the room coming to sit down next to me; until I felt his hands pull me to him, stroking my hair gentley as he said " It's going to be okay sweetheart, I will always love you know matter what." Hearing thos
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