In Another Life
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Ongoing14m
Last published Fri, Nov 10, 2017
I stood there, looking out at the sunset we watched together, which now seems like it happened forever ago.
Looking down at my feet, I didn't even notice that I hadn't stopped walking, the cold water already up to my ankles.
I let out a deep breath, feeling tears roll down my cheeks.
"I wish we could've been together." I say, the wind suddenly feeling colder, making me realize how lonely I felt.
I feel an arm wrap around my shoulders, pulling me into a comforting, side hug.
"Maybe we can, in another life."
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