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She looks at me for the last time. When she turns away, I begin it. There is something in my being that pulls me towards her but she is gone. She is not turning back, she is not feeling sorry for what she has done. She turns back to say something, but it’s too late. I’m leaving. I’m turning. I’m changing, and I’m accepting that we have grown apart. We’re fading.
» Posted By john! On 10.03.2017 @ 10:26 am