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Regrets..
#WritcoStoryPrompt120
HE looked towards the bench with despair in HIS eyes.
The maple tree, the bench, the daisies were all there, but the one HE loved the most was nowhere to be found.
HE wiped HIS tears and went towards the bridge to clear HIS head. HE stood there and looked at the cool lake which was flowing underneath it.
Suddenly a memory came into HIS mind. A young girl desperately trying to tell a boy to look at the river in which colourful small fishes were swimming here and there. But the boy was too busy to take a look. In the end, the girl gave up and crossed the bridge with him with a sad smile.
HE shook HIS head, desperately trying to forget about everything, but it looked like every corner of the world was filled with the memories of the girl, in which she was smiling but her...
HE looked towards the bench with despair in HIS eyes.
The maple tree, the bench, the daisies were all there, but the one HE loved the most was nowhere to be found.
HE wiped HIS tears and went towards the bridge to clear HIS head. HE stood there and looked at the cool lake which was flowing underneath it.
Suddenly a memory came into HIS mind. A young girl desperately trying to tell a boy to look at the river in which colourful small fishes were swimming here and there. But the boy was too busy to take a look. In the end, the girl gave up and crossed the bridge with him with a sad smile.
HE shook HIS head, desperately trying to forget about everything, but it looked like every corner of the world was filled with the memories of the girl, in which she was smiling but her...
