A cringe-worthy old story I wrote for practice in middle school. Read at your own risk!
The plot is cliche and illogical. Please don't think too hard while reading.
If it's not your thing, click away. Don't tell me you're dropping it, and please don't give me writing advice.
Blurb
The greatest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death.
It's when I can clearly see you, yet pretend I can't.
From the moment we first met, things were already wrong. I was wrong for far too long.
There are trees south of the Nan River. I know you're waiting for me.
You've waited for me long enough. It's my turn now.
From now on, I'll wait for you too.
Theme: True love may arrive late, but it will never be absent forever.
