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the light escaping through the curtain woke me up. my eyelids felt heavier with a foreign feeling in my chest. the journey that used to start with 6:45 train didn't started the same way today.

i took a day off.

all i could think about was him. my heart always ached at the thought what if ― what if something happens to him. would there be anyone who would hold him and show the way when he's lost ― when he's sad, would there be someone who would hug him and say everything was alright.

is there someone for him always.

"why am i like this?"i mumbled to myself.

i lazily dragged myself from the bed and went to the kitchen after washing up.

i was drowning in my own thoughts looking at the empty plate when suddenly something hit my mind.

maybe i should know about him more.

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