Always & Forever...

Always & Forever...

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Chris walked closer to Taylor with tears streaming down his face, " I thought you said this was forever Tay... What the fuck happend to that baby? You done with me? huh?" Taylor backed away into the wall eyes wide as Chris got closer , closing her in. " C-Chris - I cant fucking do this anymore! Can't you see me losing myself? Can't you see the sadness?" Chris stopped - grabbing Taylor's chin between in thumb index finger , not tight but firm. Her tears falling into his hand as she closes her eyes silently whimpering. Chris leaned down gently kissing her tears away. " You can never be done with me..." Chris says , his voice softer. "Don't you know that? We said this shit was forever.''
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"If there's another life...promise me you'll find me again." "I will, I promise. I'll find you in every one." "Then I'll be waiting until we meet again..." --------- To the world, they've become strangers a long time ago - two lives moving parallel, untouched, unmentioned. Two names never said in the same breath anymore. But for eleven years, Taylor and Karlie have loved each other in the quiet, between the noise. In the breath between flashbulbs. In every version of the truth they're not allowed to speak. They hold it together with half-smiles, with practiced distance, with names that don't belong to them. Until the fault lines give way - too much pretending, too much pressure, and then, everything snaps. It isn't quiet, not really. It's cruel. Words meant to hurt, a choice made too late, silence that follows like a storm. They walk away...or try to. But forgetting doesn't come and grief settles where memory won't go, and still, something in them waits. And then news come - the kind that changes the air in a room. They don't know what they're returning to, only that they do. With time folding in on itself and nothing left between them but what never healed, they reach across the distance, not to reclaim what was lost, but to be there while it fades...

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