Sep 18, 2007


I would call her everyday, it would be the last thing I will do before sleep every night, every night of my life and it went on for months. I thought it was perfect, I thought we were perfect and it would never end. Life has stranger turns and destiny plans differently, she became ill, suffering from a terminal disease. I had full hope in god, for he works miracles. But my hopes were to be shattered, my dreams to be broken, my life to be turned around. I lost her...

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