Cold

Cold

A Story by LonelyWanderer

I want you by me. Now. Always.

He whispered, as she looked away at a distance - too detached to agree, too confused to disagree.

The night was getting colder and she shivered a bit - with all the coldness inside her.

© 2016 LonelyWanderer


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Added on December 12, 2016
Last Updated on December 12, 2016
Tags: Love, distance, detached, cold, night, confused, always, commitment

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LonelyWanderer
LonelyWanderer

Kolkata, India



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