sixteen.

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she's leaving tomorrow.
"one last time, chan."
she says, bringing her leg up to straddle me.
i look away.
it's easier to tell her no that way.
she lays her head on my chest.
i want to hold her close.
i want to beg her to stay.
but she doesn't love me.
she's not meant to love.
"chan please."
she brings her hand to my cheek,
urging me to face her.
her eyes are big and l o n g i n g.
i can't resist.
"one last time."

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