She lays on one side, and he lays on the other. she is a beautiful flower against the brutalized landscape, he, thistle and thorn on a path rightfully left untrodden.
Even though its the bitter truth of life, when it happens it makes us vulnerable and emotional at the same time. And we learn to live with it, carry the essence of pain in ourselves for eternity 😦
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