epilogue

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Love. Maybe that's what it was in the beginning.
I don't know.
All I know is that it hurt. It hurt to think, to hear, to taste his name on my lips and know that what we had just- stopped.

No explanation, no period, no big finale.

It was the type of ending that left readers of novels irrevocably unsatisfied.
But this was it. Nothing more to it, no words left unspoken. It just is.

But I love him and he loves me.

Maybe we'd meet again in another universe and maybe then we could grow old together.
But we were young and stupid and reckless and in love.

We were golden for a while.

But sadly, all things gold, can never last.

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