Taraxacums.A Story by Mayar NassarI know. I know you're not the same anymore. Even though you're not letting me know how you are, I know. I know I changed you. But honey, believe me, it was unintentional. An act of fate. For you Dearest were a beautiful field of dandelions, and, unfortunately, I was a tempestuous day. © 2016 Mayar NassarFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on April 17, 2016 Last Updated on April 17, 2016 Tags: flowers, missing, homesick, unintentional acts, fate |