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"Who okayed this?" your nose wrinkled. My laughter burst as you protested against a trashy dubstep the radio just played. But you listened to it anyway, and complaining while the traffic light was still red. I laughed over the way you wrinkled your nose and frown like a grumpy little kid, in any second you would just gave me the stare and that smile that you've been holding will finally curved. There you go, smiling, and your laughter burst just as hard.

There's these times when you'll never understand why I always laugh over how you frown. And those times when they'll never get it why you'll laugh right after I laugh at you about something irrelevant. The only thing we knew if we do so is just the way we instantly feel infinite....and lighten. We were never capable of knowing that life could be such a torment. Because we believe that every broken pieces are meant to be mend.

There might be time when we'll cry or when the world is too chaotic, but you say that it will be okay. We'll be holding hands and shed our tears in the end, and we'll be okay. We'll be listening to The Cure when it's Friday and scream the word love in the top of our lungs.

'Cause we'll always be okay.

(My first flash fiction ever, sorry if it's cheesy and gajelas ^^v)
Sent from my AXIS Worry Free BlackBerry® smartphone

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