LOVE Comments

I loved him. The weather was nice. I come to
his door and ring the bell.
He doesn't open. I unlock the door and enter.
He is not in the kitchen.
All the doors in all the rooms are open. I walk on the
floors I washed. Up the stairs I washed. He is not at
home. His laptop glows. What does it glow for.
The wardrobe door is ajar.
I open it. He sits in there disappeared.
I walk downstairs to wait for him to come home.
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