Raindrop Tears She sat on the cold, stone bench in the park; her head hanging as if her frail neck hadn't the strength to lift it. Her thick, long auburn hair hung to hide her face, which had once constantly been graced with the presence of a smile. Today, however, she did not smile. She did not laugh, nor did she speak. He was gone. He had to move on with his life. He had said good-bye the day before, but it was just now sinking in. Her best friend; her first love; her sole true confidant had gone, leaving her to sit on the cold, stone bench in the park with herRaindrop Tears
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You don't die from a broken heart -
you only wish you did.
Use me ~OhBOBlyone-Stock
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