PIECES

Waiting under the moon's sight. It's like time has been stopped. I just wanna go far away. I just wanna lose myself, road ahead.


That amazing feeling, when you can't stop thinking about that short escape. Yeah, maybe it's too much short. But that's better than nothing. And besides it, I'm pretty sure that seeing her, hugging her, traveling with her special family will be fantastic.

He was in her room by the first time. The guy just looked the big map above her bed. In the map, there were some red little thumbtacks. He smiled to her.



She's awake. She's still awake. She misses him by her side. The bed is too big without him. She can't understand why him. She hates that drunk driver, she hates the wet highway, she hates death. 

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