Agoraphobic

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The ravenette lays back in the grass, flowers twisted in her hair as her eyes stare up at the sky. A body was near her, their hand close to hers emitting a wave of calmness over her. The midnight girl looked over to the figure, admiring their features as she laid there. He sat there with his arms supporting him up as he looked at the sky, the wind rustling his hair. She smiles up at him as he turns to face her, giving the girl a smile in return. Her heart swells and wishes that this could last forever, the pure and overwhelming love that she felt for him. She never thought she would find something like this, after being through so much over time. The girl had been dealt a bad hand in life, but for this moment she finally had something good in it. But slowly, and painfully, things started to melt and blur out of sight. Slowly fading away until it was darkness, the girl bolts up and takes a deep breath. She looks around her to see that she was all alone, no flowers in her hair, just sitting at her windowsill with her head against the window pane. The pale moon disappearing behind the dark clouds as the girl remembers why she stays inside, a girl who is agoraphobic. Staying inside as much as she can, just listening to the rain that hits against the roof and she remembers the days that once made her happy.

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November 19th, 2020

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