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It seeped out, dripping onto her skin everytime she said something wrong.
He stopped seeing her after a while and began seeing all his mistakes and fears and dreams that were tied down too loosely and slipped out of his fingers like fog.
He stopped seeing the girl that he was in love with, let that memory break like a favorite piece of good china, no matter how much super-glue you use, the cracks will still be there.
She hid in the briar bush, waiting for him to hibernate for Summer.
It's a shame that in his world, Winter never ends.
He stopped seeing her after a while and began seeing all his mistakes and fears and dreams that were tied down too loosely and slipped out of his fingers like fog. He stopped seeing the girl that he was in love with, let that memory break like a favorite piece of good china; no matter how much super-glue you use, the cracks will still be there.
He raised his hand and she flinched back, already bowing her head, already taking the blame.
She didn’t even remember what she had done; maybe he hadn’t liked the way dinner was arranged on the table or the coffee was too sweet.
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