He leapt from her arms, conscious of time fading. He took one last look at her smiling face between his palms before planting a soft kiss, then he ran. He didn’t look back: a clear image in mind. He ran towards his scowling fiancé who was waiting, tickets in hand.
Icy droplets bounced off the window pane, she had lost everything that day. Darkness seeping into her room as the sky opened into another violent assault. Her tears echoed by the rain streaming down the glass, collecting in the wells of the broken ladder. There was no life without him.
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ATTENTION PLEASE TO ALL WHO READ MY BLOG: "I have become very ill so I will do the best I can for the next several months. My illness is directly related to Cannabis. I will write an extensive description of the cause of my illness on my Marijuana Page below in the near future when I am strong enough. It is extremely SERIOUS for those who use Marijuana to read what I will be writing. It is a serious illness I never knew about until it sent me to the hospital in an ambulance a short time ago. I have made the necessary decision as a Certified Stoner & Medical Cannabis User to never use any form of cannabis again. That is the severity of this illness and what I will be writing about in the near future." - j.k 5.25.18