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the next day, i skip to the café.

i'm wearing pink today. it's a first for me.

i walk into the café and search through the sea of faces for your happy face. i do not find it.

instead i am greeting by a sad face.

i walk up to our usual table and take a seat.

it's your last day here, you say.

i am in disbelief. i present a fake smile.

you do not seem to see the pain i have harbored inside me.

this is the end of our wonderful time together, you say.

i do not hear what you say afterwards.

it's all silent again.

its all blue again.

silence - k.s.jWhere stories live. Discover now