His Unfinished Love Story
It’s Laura, sitting by another grave, her voice breaking as she sings to someone dearly missed.
“…When the world’s not perfect, when the world’s not kind
If we have each other, then we’ll both be fine
I will be your brother, and I’ll hold your hand
You should know I’ll be there for you”
The lyrics speak of togetherness and resilience, a balm to my aching soul. I follow the sound, finding myself standing a few meters from Laura. She’s breathing painfully, her voice trembling as she finishes the song.
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