Hearts pumping..hand shivered..he never wanted all this to happen,he never asked,but it's destined as if its out of the blue.It was 50 presently it'll be 59.
He was deeply aware of his melancholy as he stood in the elevator meeting up his "wife" at 59.
God knows how sad he is,calamitous elvis has left the building soon,but all he can do is just face the music,only with consent feeling and sigh..relinquishing tears.
Despite of the ending, he pretend to be calm and not to shows his disappointment,he smiled instead,as a clown often convey his happiness as if he don't but things are out of his control.Shortly after..."ting"sounds to be appeared,the doors open,once its open,he can perceived the scents of her hair, lingering of her smoothest,softness skins....all those odors are scents that he smelled in the early morning,at owl's night,every second with her was just valuable,countless moment that he'll never forget.
She show up then in front of the elevator door confront her "husband" hoping it wasn't be real to face those devastating circumstance but it's roofless at that moment. Each of them greeted one another with sounds of wistful." Hey...umm....are you okay," he said doleful. "I'm fine" she spell it out as she pretend to,both with a short respond to expressed,out of word of saying goodbye.
She was barely crying,she was bear on to it...trying not to show it up..she was endured inside as battling herself alone..only if she wanted to embrace him much..holding tight to his chest and let the tears drowning down to his shoulder..but it's all a picture paints a thousand words.
It was a "broken-hearted girl"role for her to stood facing her significant other with gravely messages,verbally.
Before long,He could see her eyes suffered from the bittersweet ending,it was like both soul crying mournfully in the miles of dessert.. soon he realized that he can''t cope up with it,can't stand the tears of ocean to drown her down."He"then.."TBC"
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