After The End
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Última publicación sáb, may 10, 2025
Her
I never thought I would need anyone.
But then I met him.
The world ended. Everything I thought I knew-gone in the blink of an eye. I thought I'd be fine on my own. I didn't need anyone. I could survive this.
But when I found him, standing in the wreckage like a shadow of a person, I didn't expect him to become the reason I kept going.
He's broken. Dark. Silent. But when he looks at me, there's something there-something I can't ignore. I never imagined I'd want someone to rely on again. I never imagined I'd need him, but now... I don't know what I'd do without him.
He's not perfect. Neither am I. But somehow, we make it work. I'm scared of what this means, but I'm more scared of losing him.
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Him
I never thought I'd need anyone.
And then she walked into my life.
The world ended, and I thought I was done with caring. Done with trying. There's nothing left for me, and I told myself I'd be fine on my own.
But she... she doesn't give up on me. She sees through all the walls I've built, the pain I keep hidden. She's not afraid to push, to ask me to talk, even when I don't want to.
I don't know why she stays. I don't know why I need her. But every time she's near, I feel something I haven't felt in so long. Something that makes me want to keep going, to keep fighting.
I'm not sure how long this will last. But I'm not ready to let go of her. Not yet.
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