chapter eight.

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chapter eight.

We never thought about how we could've hurt others, the people around us.

We only thought about ourselves... In the end, I was the only one who got hurt. You... you didn't feel anything.

We were not "we" anymore, it was only me.


I thought we were in this together.

I thought that we were a couple, that we would be there for each other. When I needed you, you should've been there. But you weren't.

I thought that you would be there, but when I looked back, you never were.


It was just me.

You didn't care how much I held on to you, you would always slip away. You would always slip away, even when I clung on to you with all the strength I had. It was never enough.

In the end, it was always only me...

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