excerpt from something I won't ever write. (4)

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"Must be hard." the barista said as he gave the girl her coffee.

"What is?"

"You know," he points at the polaroid photo almost slipping from her notebook. "Holding back. Everything."

The girl smiles bitterly as she takes the photo out and stares at it--the love of her life in a suit, her best friend in a wedding dress.

"Yeah." she agrees. "Very."

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