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The trust we built so painstakingly between us is weathered and beaten. I can’t be sure that he’ll meet me halfway, and because I can’t be sure, I am incapable of taking that first step to reach out.
We were made for each other, two twisted trees that grew to lean on each other to the point where they won’t survive alone.
He leans forward and braces his elbows on his desk. “Time and pain are the best teachers. You’ll learn. Maybe not soon enough, but you’ll learn.”
but they’re beautiful together. The brightest star and the darkest night, both made better by the presence of the other. If only they realized it.

