*6 months later*
Nothing
*1 year later*
Nothing
*2 years later*
Nothing, I'm probably completely hidden by now
*3 years*
Nothing. I've lost him.
*4 years*
Nothing. He's still killing me while I'm about to kill myself. I've lost basically everything. My backup is gone. It failed just like on my iPhone. She jumped off a bridge, she moved halfway across the world.
*5 years later*
Still nothing. I'm officially alone.
*Year 6*
Nothing still. But I've moved. Closer to him. No longer hours away from home.
*7 years later*
Nothing. Still haven't seen him in person. About ready to start my adult life. The one I really never wanted.
*8 years*
Years fly by slowly. Tears still drench my pillow every night. Stress is quickly building. I've been ordered to stay away from sharp things. I'm not even allowed to shave.
*9 years later*
I've relocated to his hometown. Of course he still hasn't responded, but I can't expect much. He has millions of people to choose from he would never choose me.
*Year 10*
How has time passed so fast? The past year has been like a flash of lightning, fast but harmful. Turns out he was my stalker for a few months, until he decided to talk to me. We ended up putting a ring on each others finger and putting each others pieces together to make 2 beautiful things to call our own. To remind us everyday is a gift, cherish the moment for as long as you can because there will always be something to carry on your legacy so don't worry too much about that.
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FanfictionEverything about him I want. I want him and his life. He lives the life I want to live. He loves the life I want to love. He lives the life I want to love. I love him. He doesn't love me. Actually he doesn't know who I am. To him I'm a stranger. But...
