It Must of Been Love
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Blake was on his bed, tired and alone. He wanted to see him, to hear him, but all Blake had were memories. With each day that passed
these memories seemed to fade away little by little. Blake wished he could turn
back time so that he could stop himself from letting him go.
Blake remembered the last time he saw him. It was at an airport, Blake hugged him good bye. That was it just a hug. A single embrace, because at
the time they both knew how much they loved each other that even a single look
could say "I love you" much louder than either of them could vocally.
Then he walked away slowly, and that
was the last time Blake saw him.
Blake fought the tears that wanted so badly to get out.
Blake's sad loneliness was so bad that every tear inside of him wanted to burst
out of him. Blake wished that he
would call him and at that moment he
did.
