"what are you doing?"
*gasp*
"huh... uhm i..."
"n-nothing"
"stop rubbing your eyes"
"it's gonna fall off"
"..."
"no it's not"
"what's wrong?"
"w-what?"
"you're crying"
"..."
"..."
"let's go to the park"
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it was hard to watch you cry alone at the staircase; your eyes were puffy. it took you a while to confess that you were sad because the stray cat you've been feeding got ran over by a cruel driver; but it didn't take you long to smile and swing around like a little kid again. geez, i don't think i've met someone so tender yet radiant.
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Short Story"perhaps meeting the right person at the wrong time is a real thing; but if i ever had the chance to see you again, i have learned my lesson to not let you go."
