Where Time is Still

"Hello, Peter," I whispered lightly.
"What are you doing out here alone?"
"I'm just thinking.." I mumble.
"About what ,the kiss? It meant nothing," he laughs.
"But I—" I started, but he cut me off.
"But you what? Oh, love.. Why won't you learn that love is the worst torture?" He whispers in to my ear.
"Yet we fight for it anyway." I replied. "You'll see, Peter Pan... I will make you love me."
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