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oliver came to me again, nina.
i am wondering how hard you would've beaten me,
if you were alive.
i remember you broke my pink
when i spilled water on your new dress.
you slammed the door
with my finger in between.
how hard, nina?
how hard?
talking.
he wanted to talk to me.
about you.
of course he wanted to talk about you.
it's always about you.
'aubrey' he said and blocked my way.
for just a second
i thought you were alive, nina.
a memory came up
about how you blocked my way
and took my backpack.
about how you threw the content on the floor
and then spilled your coffee on it.
'oops' you said, with a fake smile.
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Lonely
Short Storylone·ly: the feeling of having no company, being alone hap·py: delighted, pleased, or glad as over a particular thing "Loneliness while being with others is the most painful loneliness." ---- ©Beanstalked: that means it's not nice to copy my story...
