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I'm afraid that someday
he'll stop on making me breathe
so I went outside
walked towards the door of my neighbor
my trembling hands gripping helplessly at the plate

preventing it from slipping
and
protecting my heart from shattering with it

I placed a glass of milk and some cookies on a plate in front
of his doorstep
I knocked and left

I can hear his door creaking open
the walls were so thin
I peeked
checking if he's gone already
and I smiled
when I saw that the milk and cookies
were gone

I felt the butterflies in my stomach
went wild

for the first time...

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