And right there, we gazed at each other and I knew we were thinking the same.
That somehow, when things fall apart, we should learn how to hold on to each other and never break lose.
But now that everything is hanging loosely and I don't know how to define ourselves anymore, I realized I did it wrong.
You held on tightly.
But I let myself slip away.
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Dalliance: Part II
Short StoryThis is not another heartbreak. This is not me crying over a guy who shattered me apart. This is me crying over a guy who I shattered myself. This is me crying over regrets, undecided choices, and the most nonsensical reasons for being apart from hi...
