Title: A short story i made up
Category: in love
Blog Entry: The year is 1972 and Priscilla had left Elvis not too long ago and his health is not exactly 100% either. We've been friends for a long time and Elvis always talks to me and tells me his troubles. One night I am lying on my bed in my room, just trying to get to sleep. Elvis walks in & comes overs and sits on the bed next to me. He looks at me, I see a dark gloom in his eyes the tears he holds back. "Elvis what's wrong?" I ask concerned. He looks so lost and broken. The flame of life growing dim. He opens his mouth to speak in a whisper "Please, I need you, It hurts so much. I don't know who else to turn to. I feel so lonely. My life is a mess. I'm tired of running around, I'm tired of all this"
He can no longer fight back, as the tears start to flow down his soft cheeks. I just grab hold of him & pull him close to me. " Hey Elvis, Please don't cry" I tell him "Honey, you'll be ok, you'll get through, I will always be here for you." I reassure him. "You're not on your own. I promise I'm Not going anywhere."
It's like his pain travels through me, I feel his lonliness. He looks up at me and gives a little smile "I need you baby, I love you, Just love me" He leans in to kiss me, his arms fold around me......... Then I wake up!
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