"It's really not what it seems." I told him as I grasped tightly onto his shirt but all he did was stand still.
"It's exactly what it seems." He said with such sadness, "I can't trust you."
"You can!" I told him but all he did was push me away. He walked away, wiping his tears. He was slowly drifting away from me.
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