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the ache of missing her would mostly come from those little things. The holes that were left behind, empty places I’d stumble upon now that she was gone.
the woods were nibbling at the edges of town, just waiting for a chance to swallow it whole.
let one hand fall out the window, splaying my fingers so that the wind could slip through them like warm water. The
dreams that tiptoed along the edge of reality
like someone had come through that barrier from the other side.
My world was a very small one, made up of only a few people and places, and it felt like it was shrinking by the second.
Time is like a rope, made of many fibers, and when they’re bound up together, they make one strong timeline.” She stared at me, waiting to be convinced of whether I was following. “But once you cross it, it begins to fray. Those fibers loosen. Unwind. Eventually, they are bound to unravel. Then you don’t have one timeline anymore.” Two places at once. Two times at once.
want and need are two different things.”
one of those vulnerable moments when the truth came for me.
The line between suspicion
and fear was a thin one.
My life ended when you left.
I’d love him forever. That I would always, always come back. That no matter what, I would find him.