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  • I am starting to get over it. And I know I will, completely. But this doesn’t change anything. I will never admit that it was just another crush. We had something real between us, just that we stopped because we were too clever to try and overlook the fact that this just might not work. We thought about it but we never were too foolish to try it out. We had the strength to stop ourselves because we knew that we didn’t have the strength to go against the world.
    I could have written a book on us but here I am struggling to fill a page. In my thoughts we walked till we were old and grey but in reality we never ever took a step in the same direction. I managed to pluck the stars for her but never could conjure a reason to hand it over to her. I wrote the most intricate lines for her but never had the voice to read it out to her. It was always virtual and I never moved out of it.
    Never mind, I am starting to get over it !
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