"Sometimes it is not the person we miss; it is the feeling you had when you were with them."
My romantic nature pondered whether the 'special something' he wanted to buy me would be an engagement ring.
For me, the bridge was a gateway to a new life and for Ryan; the bridge was something he never wanted to cross.
I kept flapping around my house with similar haplessness until the quake subsided. I empathise with the bird.
A blonde-haired woman wearing a bright green trench coat walked down the streets of a bustling city, her nose buried in her phone.
Rambo came into Maggie's life a couple of weeks ago. The moment she saw him, she fell in love with him.
I lay in the bathtub with my eyes closed. I pressed the straight razor against my wrist.
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