He was with me in paradise. We explore the beauty and silence of it. Nurtured each moment as if it was the last. Forget about tomorrows. For it would spoil the instant. we flew away. Only the serenity and beauty of completeness captivated our souls. Discovered how it tucked away in the shadows of the trees, then rediscovered on the smile of flower as the sun penetrated its petals... In the rhythm of the leaves falling upon the stream... In the freedom of the robin as he flew searching.. There we are... Perfect rhythm witnessed by the Roseline...
"It rained. I saw his face through the clouded window pane. It seemed he was crying but it was just the rain falling down the window. I heard his laughter but it was only the thunder repeating itself. I thought, I heard him talking to me, but it was only the branches rubbing against the glass."
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