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a bittersweet sadness filled her eyes as she looked at me one day. she told me she was sorry. she said sorry a lot. but this time was different, i could see it in her eyes.
"i wish i could get better. i wish we could have more time together. i'm sorry."
"it's not your fault," he told her for what've been the hundredth time. "stop apologising for things you can't control."
i kissed her. after months of loving her, i finally kissed her. she tasted like strawberries.
his hands rested on her waist and he slowly leant down, pressing his lips against hers.
and after a moment, she kissed back.
strawberries became my favourite fruit after that.
