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Remembering the time when we forgot
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    Time 35m
Ongoing, First published Apr 17, 2019
Sometimes we just love people too much, that even when they are gone, even when all the traces that proved they love you have disappeared into thin air, even when it would not make an ounce of difference anymore, you still breathe for them and ache for them.

Sometimes love exists even when it is not wanted anymore, even when it is invisible, like how a star dies and becomes a black hole and everything it ever was just vanishes into the other side of nowhere. 

But it is still there. Louder than ever. Wrecking havoc. Sucking everything in it's wake.

This is the story of one such star, Keiara Ellington.
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You are feeling a deep pull, like an invisible thread connecting you to the past. A memory, long buried, begins to surface-laughter echoing in the night, promises made under a fading summer sky. Ten years have passed, and life has pulled you in different directions, but something is calling you back. A message, a name you haven't spoken in years. One of you is running out of time. As you close your eyes, you feel the weight of unfinished conversations, unspoken apologies, and the warmth of friendships you thought you had lost. When you open them again, you know-this reunion isn't just about goodbyes. It's about secrets, about truths that were never told. The past is waiting. And so is the final goodbye.