NOTHING LASTS FOREVER It was me again standing by the open window, sipping at my hot drink and thinking about things that I’d delayed thinking about for a long time. The steam rising from the mug was

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NOTHING LASTS FOREVER It was me again standing by the open window, sipping at my hot drink and thinking about things that I’d delayed thinking about for a long time. The steam rising from the mug was dancing against the cold air and after a short moment disappeared. I liked there. It was a place that I’d discovered accidentally. One day when I was frying some potatoes, I opened the kitchen window and put my head against the frame. I’d never looked at the sky from there. Tranquility was the first thing that I felt. From then on, it became my resort when there was no one around. It's like a lonely cave for me now. Thinking about someone who claimed that he could change the world pushed me more in my thoughts. What did I generally think about him? A man who loved cacti. Of course, he was like a cactus himself: full of bristles and distant. A cactus which sometimes showed some sense of humor, though. His British accent accompanied with his delicate voice echoed in my head. I took a little sip from my drink and remembered that I’d deleted all of his audio files. ‘’Do I still hate him?’’ I asked myself. Of course not. He wasn’t my cup of tea but I’d decided to forgive and forget him a long time ago, and to let my soul live in peace and quiet. ‘’I’ve changed. I’ve taught myself to let go of everyone and everything that bothers me.’’ I thought while my eyes were following some clouds in distant. I could still hear our cries of joy when we were crossing the street with our falafel sandwiches, which were full of vegetables and pickles, in our hands. The crazy drivers who would push the pedal to the metal to scare us as soon as the light turned green. We crossed the street with our laughter and screams mingling. ‘’Nice, polite, and very tall.’’ Recalling you always made me smile. Beside you, I looked like a penguin. Whenever we talked, you blushed but I never intended to fall in love with someone who was six or seven years younger than me, and I’ll never do. That was funny when you were trying to keep other guys away from me. You little stupid.

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NOTHING LASTS FOREVER

It was me again standing by the open window, sipping at my hot drink and thinking about things that I’d delayed thinking about for a long time. The steam rising from the mug was dancing in the cold air and, after a short moment, disappeared. I liked it there. It was a place that I’d discovered accidentally. One day when I was frying some potatoes, I opened the kitchen window and put my head against the frame. I’d never looked at the sky from there. Tranquility was the first thing that I felt. From then on, it became my resort when there was no one around. It's like a lonely cave for me now.
Thinking about someone who claimed that he could change the world pushed me deeper into my thoughts. What did I generally think about him? A man who loved cacti. Of course, he was like a cactus himself: full of bristles and distant. A cactus which sometimes showed some sense of humor, though. His British accent accompanied by his delicate voice echoed in my head. I took a little sip from my drink and remembered that I’d deleted all of his audio files.

‘’Do I still hate him?’’ I asked myself. Of course not. He wasn’t my cup of tea, but I’d decided to forgive and forget him a long time ago, and to let my soul live in peace and quiet. ‘’I’ve changed. I’ve taught myself to let go of everyone and everything that bothers me.’’ I thought while my eyes were following some clouds in distant.

I could still hear our cries of joy when we were crossing the street with our falafel sandwiches, which were full of vegetables and pickles, in our hands. The crazy drivers who would push the pedal to the metal to scare us as soon as the light turned green. We crossed the street with our laughter and screams mingling.

‘’Nice, polite, and very tall.’’ Recalling you always made me smile. Beside you, I looked like a penguin. Whenever we talked, you blushed, but I never intended to fall in love with someone who was six or seven years younger than me, and I’ll never do. It was funny when you were trying to keep other guys away from me. You little stupid.

-This was really an exceptional piece. Well done :)

NOTHING LASTS FOREVER

A piece well written. Here are some of my suggestions to make your piece even livelier :)

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Thinking about The thought of that someone who claimed that he could change the world pushed me more further into my thoughts.

I could can still hear our cries of joyous mirth as when we were crossed the street with our vegetable and pickle laden falafel sandwiches, which were full of vegetables and pickles, in our hands./ The Crazy/Impatient/ drivers / Drivers would join in our fun by revying up their engines who would push the pedal to the metal to scare us as soon as the lights turned green. We crossed the street hurriedly mingled with our laughter and screams mingling.

‘’Nice, polite, and very tall.’’ / "A gentleman albeit a very tall one..." Recalling Reminiscing about you always break out a made me smile for me. Picturing myself beside you, I sure do looked like a penguin! /Whenever we talked, you blushed/In our conversations, you always blushed.

but I never did intended to fall in love with someone who was six or seven years younger than me. This will , and I’ll never do. That was Still it is funny each time I think of when you were trying to keep other guys away from me. You little stupid.

What Why O why did I generally still think about of him now and then? A man Perhaps someone who loved cacti. Of course, he was like a cactus himself: full of bristles and distant. Nevertheless, a cactus which sometimes showed some sense of humor, though. His British accent accompanied with his delicate voice echoed in my head. I took a little sip from my drink and remembered that I had try not to use such contractions in this sort of writing. They are mainly used for quoted speech. One extra keystroke won't kill you. deleted/purged all of his audio files.

‘’Do I still hate him?’’ I asked myself.

Of course not. He wasn’t my cup of tea but I’d had decided to forgive and forget. That was him a long time ago, and to let so that my soul live go on in peace and quiet. ‘

’I’ve changed. I’ve taught myself to let go of everyone and everything that bothers me.’’

I thought while my eyes were following as I gaze at some clouds in distant, following their journey. This way, it ties up with what you said earlier about going on in peace and quiet.

@Mah, thanks. Yes, it is. Mumtaz, I've promised a friend to buy him a falafel sandwich when he comes to Iran. You should come here, too. Then we can go and have some sandwiches. They're delicious and prepared especially with car oil ;)

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