The meaning of love is an intense feeling of deep affection.
I have seen many people profess their love to their loved ones.
Live with their and get old.
So why can't I do all that?
Why doesn't the person I love accept my love?
Why doesn't she accept me?
Why does she doesn't see the things I've done for her?
IS IT BECAUSE I'M DEAD?
But she promised.
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Hi, guys. This is the prologue for my new story. Please do check it out. And vote, comment,share it.
Also I would like to thank all of you guys for showing so much love lot His Only Sanity.â¤ï¸â¤ï¸ I never thought it would reach 4k reads less cross it.
I still remember that I woke up one day and my story has has crossed 1k reads. I was so happyðð. Thank you so much guys for voting and commenting on the story. I really love to read each one and reply to them. ðAlso great thank you to all the silent readers.ðâºï¸
That's all I have to say right now.
See you in next story.ð
Have a great day and stay safe.â¤ï¸âºï¸