Written by Jacob Ibrag
He looked out the window and glanced
back at her, ‘it’s alright, doesn’t really matter what
I think in the grand scheme of things.’ Grazing the side of
her neck with his content fingertips, he walked towards his
clothing and began to pack. ‘So you, don’t care about-,’ cutting
her off mid sentence, he swears that he forgives her, that this
was meant to happen exactly the way that it did. ‘Universes
are forged through explosions, and I guess that it took
me to form your universe within him.’
Love this concept!
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Thanks Deah π
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What an excellent and mature way to look at things! I liked this one a lot!
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Thanks Tye π
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That is really deep.
I don’t ever want to be in a position like that. I rather be the universe that get born from the explosion. Hahaha.
Jacob kills it again.
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Thank you very much π
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Wow! That surely is one way of looking at it. Nice one π
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Thank you π
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It’s a pleasure have a wonderful day
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heartbreaking yet beautiful β€οΈ
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Thanks m π
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Beautifully expressed through a metaphor…
hugs chris
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Thank you π
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You’re kindedly welcome…
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Shatters unapologetically
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I go speechless reading you!
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Nice lines
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Thanks Anthony π
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Lovely!! Love it.
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Thank you π
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This is beautiful.I feel this is a refreshing perspective on fate .bless you
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Thank you π
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