This is an angsty drabble I wrote for Mynuet a while ago and figured I’d share with all of you. She posed a challenge for people to write drabble based on a lyric line. The line: I stop to see a weeping willow, crying on his pillow; maybe he's crying for me. And as the skies turn gloomy, darkness whispers to me, I'm lonely as I can be. - Walkin' After Midnight, Patsy Cline.

Category: Completed Short Stories
Rating: Not Naughty
Characters: None
Compliant with: None
Era: None
Genres: Romance, Angst
Warnings: None
Completed: Yes
Series: None

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