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"Forever"-a word that has a greatest temptation for a wanderer made of echoes and aching, amidst a promise in a fleeting moment and a paint in golden hues. One has questioned, "Is it real?" or, "Is it just the sweetest con we tell ourselves to keep believing?"
This is not just a love story, yet a collection of hearts of a soul who left open within words left unsaid, and the quiet realization that even the most beautiful illusions eventually fade.
Pouring ink like spilled feelings of the sanctum heart, these passages hold what was, what would've; could've; should've been, and what still lingers in the spaces between. Because love is a choice that stains forever-until it isn't anymore.