Part 7

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The end of summer is nigh. But it also feels like the end of me.

I was the one shouting with you, defending every point you made, but he was the one you dedicated your soul to.

When you ran into the audience to kiss him I couldn't breathe. My world was crashing down endlessly and I felt that I might fall with it. I can feel every piece of my heart as it breaks, like shards of ice piercing my chest.

I almost wish it could kill me

There's nothing more to be said.

We won the championship, but I don't feel like the victor.

I smile for you anyways.

And finally I know
This is what desperation feels like.

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