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𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝕽𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑 𝕭𝖆𝖑𝖑: 3
𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫,
𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮
𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭.
𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝓅𝑜𝑒𝓉𝓇𝓎
𝓛𝓾𝓬𝓪
She knows.
𝓚𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓮
Fragments came flashing in my mind then, like broken shards of glass putting themselves back together.
Into a mirror.
Reflecting myself.
Reflecting him.
Reflecting us.
Him being there for me.
Him leaving me.
And never coming back.
My breathing was shallow and fast.
He looked like he stopped breathing.
The tears trickled down my cheeks.
He blinked, startled, drawing in a sharp breath as he stared back at me with disbelieving eyes and stiffen posture.
Neither of us made a move, but our eyes dared each other.
They held a challenge.
A warning.
And I actually had the courage to take that one step -
that leads to another -
and another -
until I was running.
Running to him.
Him, who held me like a brother.
Me, who stayed in his arms like a sister.
This wasn't meant to be.
This isn't meant to be happening.
We weren't meant to find each other again.
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