Ten years later, a girl stands in front of her ex-lover.
He doesn't say a word, but instead asks for her name.
And her heart no longer aches for the boy she had once let go.
Her hair is longer than it's ever been, and darker than it was when he last saw her.
And in a moment he realizes, and panics.
This was the girl he had once loved. The girl that he once saw his future with.
He sees now what he lost.
And they both realize how stupid they were to think that the fantasy they built at a young age,
Would never come true.
And with that they were able to walk away.
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The Art of Mending A Broken Heart
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