“Say something.” “I wouldn’t like to lose you, Yen.” “But you have me.” “The night will end.” “Everything ends.” No, he thought. I don’t want it to be like that. I’m tired. Too tired to accept the perspective of endings which are beginnings, and starting everything over again. I’d like… “Don’t talk,” she said, quickly placing her fingers on his lips. “Don’t tell me what you’d like and what you desire. Because it might turn out I won’t be able to fulfil your desires, and that causes me pain.” “What do you desire, Yen? What do you dream about?” “Only about achievable things.” “And about me?” “I
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