echoes in the wind

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Castor's POV

I've been wandering in the forest watching from a distance. She doesn't want me near her... But I know I'm still a memory that stays with her a scar in her head. Just like she leaves a wound in my heart but I know she loves me...

"No she doesn't"
"Who said that"?
"She doesn't love you"
"Shut the fuck up"!!

The voice stopped and all I heard was a laugh in the wind echoing through out the woods. I'm losing it... And its not ok, but it feels right and there is no way to stop it. I NEED HER.. But she doesn't need me.. I'll come back one day..

Regrets fled through my head and the sound of her voice, my mothers screams, and the boys playing were just echoes in the wind.

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