chapter twelve.

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chapter twelve.

You promised me that you would never leave me.

Again. Those promises. I wouldn't call them promises. Those so-called promises are everything but promises. Those empty promises were all lies.

Lies and deceit.


You knew that you couldn't keep your promises, but you insisted on making them.

No matter what, you wanted to make promises that you weren't able to keep. Promises that turned out to be lies.

In the end, you showed that you are a liar, just like everyone else.


You became a book for me.

A book that I read, but still couldn't understand. A book I had to ponder about, over and over again. A book I would put on a shelf and never read again.

You became the unreadable, closed book for me...

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