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His heart twinged as he realized that she longed to be held. He felt her loneliness so acutely that he almost mistook it for his own.
Soon, she became an entity that helped him cope with his own pervasive loneliness.
She had infiltrated the innermost corners of his heart. Knowing how easily he could fall under her spell again, he should have done everything in his power to avoid her. Before he had lost the ability to love anyone — before his shell had hardened — she had already taken root deep in his heart. Yet, his only concern had been trying to prevent this small paradise from shattering.
If I were to die, I should like to return as your hair. To have no other purpose but to cascade down your back, and every time the wind blows, brush against your lips, your cheeks…

