Lazy Days.

Lying out on her bed, she thinks of all the loves and losses in her life. It’s been a rollercoaster ride. Still the days she remembers are the lazy days, spent in her lovers arms. Those are the sweetest moments the tender hair stroking and the loving glances.

People always told her that at the moments she would think of most were the ones that were filled with things she should have done. They were so wrong.

She knew now as her life came to a close that the moments she she treasured most were the ones she held onto tightly. The moments of love, kindness and laughter.

The only sadness was that for her they were all over. All the love was now behind her but she still had the memories of the lazy days.

The End.

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